We had a play date with our next door neighbor today. Their three year old, Anabelle, was born in Evanston hospital–where Lydia and I were both born! They were in our home ward while we were there, but we didn’t know them then. It was fun getting to know our neighbors better.
Today was a get-to-know-our-neighbors day. After the play date, my new visiting teaching companion dropped by with some amazing bread, and then I chatted with another neighbor, Laurie, for the better part of an hour during Mary’s nap. Lydia was thrilled because that meant she got to pet the cats that whole time.
I flunked the portfolio part of my final tonight. I didn’t spend any time on it at all, and so I wasn’t very surprised. I’ll still pass the class, which is all that really matters to me. Oh, and I accidentally took the final test with the review sheet open in front of me. I didn’t realize I had it in front of me until I was about to turn in my test, and then I gasped and grabbed the review sheet to make sure it wasn’t a figment of my imagination. The class mate at my table arched an eyebrow, and I felt like the world’s biggest dummy. When oh when will I become a little less spacey??
Abe had, potentially, the best day at work he’s had since starting Qualtrics. We are very grateful to God for how well everything is going right now. Mom, feel free to call for details tomorrow.
On the other hand, the Salt Lake Library is threatening to send debt collectors after me because I accidentally packed a library book, and I now have $80 in fines. I will be driving to Salt Lake to return that tomorrow (and to pick up Isabella, who is sleeping over! Fun!)