We haven't put any pictures of our new hometown up. The one is a picture of Evanston from our apartment. The other is our apartment.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
The Wal-Mart Incident
I've learned this last week that I have inherited absolutely zero talent or skill with wood from my father. I went to Wal-mart and purchased a nice desk. I should have taken a hint when it took over thirty minutes for somebody to come help me, even after numerous trips to the customer service desk. When the associates finally wheeled the desk out on a flatbed cart (in a box), I was a bit frazzled since I was supposed to pick Kara up from a hair appointment. I paid for the desk and hurried out to the car where I delightfully discovered that the box was far too heavy for me to put in the car. I seriously doubted I would be able to get any help soon from anybody working at Wal-mart so I heaved one corner of the box on to the back seat and started pushing.
After I had pushed the desk into the car as far as it would go, I again delightfully discovered that it was too long. Had I had some intelligence when it comes to construction I would have measured the box before trying to put it in the car. Had I had some talent I could have eyeballed it and discovered the box was over a foot longer than the car was wide. But now my situation was dire. I had dropped Kara off for the appointment over an hour before and was certain she was finished. I had both cell phones in my pocket (another silly oversight) and I had no way of contacting her to let her know what had happened to me. We have been having major mechanical difficulties with our car and so I was sure she assumed the worst--car dead on the side of the road.
I thought I should probably go into the store and find somebody to help me. My pride and indignation at being ignored for 30 minutes worked against me, however. I began pushing and shoving to get the desk back out on to the flat bed cart. In the meantime, the desk had slipped off the seat to the floor on one end and was now wedged between the front and back seats. I pushed and shoved and heaved and grunted a lot before my pants ripped apart at the seams. Then I diplomatically used a few Mormon cuss words and hit the box--inflicting no pain whatsoever on the box. Had I a little intelligence in the matter I would have bought a desk from a furniture store and they could have delivered it.
Finally, after sitting defeated for some time, I came to terms with the fact that I would have to go into Wal-mart to ask for help. I wondered if I should bee-line straight to the men's section and change into a pair of pants, which the cashier would have to ring up while they were covering my body. Instead I held my knees together and hobbled over to the customer service desk. In the end, a big guy came out and helped me move it into the trunk and I was on my way.
Luckily for me, I had split my pants. Kara wasn't as angry after hearing the story and seeing my predicament--even though she wasn't pleased at having to wait for an hour and a half. My pride obliterated, we started home and then I realized that I had no idea how I would get the heavy box into our apartment. I almost took it back to Wal-mart. In the end we had to carry it into the house piece by piece. I then took the next two days assembling the forty million parts into what sort of resembles a desk. In several places I've put the wrong screws in the wrong places, thereby confirming my ineptitude when it comes to even simple construction.
After I had pushed the desk into the car as far as it would go, I again delightfully discovered that it was too long. Had I had some intelligence when it comes to construction I would have measured the box before trying to put it in the car. Had I had some talent I could have eyeballed it and discovered the box was over a foot longer than the car was wide. But now my situation was dire. I had dropped Kara off for the appointment over an hour before and was certain she was finished. I had both cell phones in my pocket (another silly oversight) and I had no way of contacting her to let her know what had happened to me. We have been having major mechanical difficulties with our car and so I was sure she assumed the worst--car dead on the side of the road.
I thought I should probably go into the store and find somebody to help me. My pride and indignation at being ignored for 30 minutes worked against me, however. I began pushing and shoving to get the desk back out on to the flat bed cart. In the meantime, the desk had slipped off the seat to the floor on one end and was now wedged between the front and back seats. I pushed and shoved and heaved and grunted a lot before my pants ripped apart at the seams. Then I diplomatically used a few Mormon cuss words and hit the box--inflicting no pain whatsoever on the box. Had I a little intelligence in the matter I would have bought a desk from a furniture store and they could have delivered it.
Finally, after sitting defeated for some time, I came to terms with the fact that I would have to go into Wal-mart to ask for help. I wondered if I should bee-line straight to the men's section and change into a pair of pants, which the cashier would have to ring up while they were covering my body. Instead I held my knees together and hobbled over to the customer service desk. In the end, a big guy came out and helped me move it into the trunk and I was on my way.
Luckily for me, I had split my pants. Kara wasn't as angry after hearing the story and seeing my predicament--even though she wasn't pleased at having to wait for an hour and a half. My pride obliterated, we started home and then I realized that I had no idea how I would get the heavy box into our apartment. I almost took it back to Wal-mart. In the end we had to carry it into the house piece by piece. I then took the next two days assembling the forty million parts into what sort of resembles a desk. In several places I've put the wrong screws in the wrong places, thereby confirming my ineptitude when it comes to even simple construction.
Friday, September 19, 2008
It's been too long
I'm afraid it's been a very long time since I updated our blog. We've been buying a car which has been a bit of a rigmarole but we finally have it and it sure is nice to drive!
This last week, well two weeks ago now, Tyler and I finally were given callings. Tyler is the new ward assistant clerk over finances (which is funny because he was the stake finance clerk in Rexburg). And I was called to be the 2nd counselor in the young women's! I'm excited! This Saturday I get to go to the stake dance. We'll see how that goes!
Overall things are going well. We're always tired it seems, but life is good. Our classes are going well most days. There are days when I want to throw my hands up and say forget this, but most days are a lot of fun! It's fun to joke with the kids. I think a lot of them like me, or at least can stand me. I'm sure there are a few who hat my guts, but that's a faze for this age right!!?
Life's good!
KJ
This last week, well two weeks ago now, Tyler and I finally were given callings. Tyler is the new ward assistant clerk over finances (which is funny because he was the stake finance clerk in Rexburg). And I was called to be the 2nd counselor in the young women's! I'm excited! This Saturday I get to go to the stake dance. We'll see how that goes!
Overall things are going well. We're always tired it seems, but life is good. Our classes are going well most days. There are days when I want to throw my hands up and say forget this, but most days are a lot of fun! It's fun to joke with the kids. I think a lot of them like me, or at least can stand me. I'm sure there are a few who hat my guts, but that's a faze for this age right!!?
Life's good!
KJ
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Snow on September 1st
I guess that's what we get for moving to Wyoming. But they say early snow means a nice long, beautiful fall! The temp is supposed to climb back into the 70's by the end of this week!Besides the snow we had a great Labor Day weekend. We got to see both the Jessup's and the Ormond's! Mom and Dad brought us a washer and dryer which we are very excited to have!! And Sterling and Charla blessed their baby so we had fun visiting with them. We also spent a day in Park City where we test drove another car and spent some time shopping at the outlet malls. Pretty fun!
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