Sitting.. Waiting.. Wishing..

For my mission papers to be submitted! I'm getting way too anxious, and I just want to know where I'm going right now! I kind of feel like a shmuck (Thank you Lana for inviting this new word into my vocabulary), because I had posted on FB that I was going to find out my mission call in about two weeks. Well, it's past two weeks, and my papers haven't even been sent in, so that means another three weeks or so until I receive it. Which probably means that I won't get it until the Friday after Thanksgiving, when my brother received his. Which also means that I won't be back until 6 months after he returns. I miss him a lot.

I'm just waiting for the Stake President to call me up for an interview, then he can send them into Salt Lake. Little did I know, it would take this long! But I have to remember, in this new ward, there are SO many people. The Bishop and Stake President are definitely keeping busy, which means I have to be patient.

*Sigh*