After a couple of days of arguing with one of my professors, I finally really got all of my credits approved... but I'm sick of celebrating. I'll believe it when I see my diploma in my hands gosh dang it!
Cimaron applied for a job at the Salt Lake Tribune as a crime reporter and got it. GO CIM :)
We moved. I loathe moving. Especially the cost of it all.
I'm jobless... and I'm learning to love it.
We got new callings in our new ward as the ward music directors. Both me and Cimaron are now in charge of picking hymns, leading in sacrament meetings, asking people to perform special numbers, and get this, leading the ward choir! hahaha. What does this mean? That the congregation will probably want to run out of the chapel screaming whenever the church choir sings. I just had to laugh when I thought of me and Cimaron at choir practice... "Yeah, that sounded horrible... we don't know why... but fix it." Even though it is something new for us both, we are excited to get started.
So, its been an eventful couple of weeks for us. I have to say that I was sad to leave Cedar City. One of my sister-in-laws told me to live like each place we move to would be the last place we would ever live. I can honestly say that we did. We made friends, got involved, and explored the area. Even though it sucks to get attached only to leave, I would much rather feel sad because we loved it instead of counting the days until we could move to the next place. I am looking forward to doing the same here.