Once upon a time I was a farm girl. . .

But now I have moved on. 

I have packed up my things, spread my wings,

and said goodbye to the lovely humble abode of Logan's Old Farm.

It was a melencholy moment. . . luckily it was just a moment.

I must say though, that I am a very professional packer. 

Very organized and I know right where everything is.

I guess if journalism doesn't work out,

or the dream of becoming a yoga instructor,

or my bubbling passion to become a tree-hugging granola

I could always be a mover. . . 

(I am kidding)

I loved this little home away from home.

. . . . . . . . . . .

Kellie, Jordan, Ashly and I are a marathon moving team.

At nine o'clock Saturday morning our house was still a mess and boxes still lined the walls.

A little under four hours later we were celebrating the move by eating lunch at Kneaders.

Kneaders: soup, sandwich, salad place- definitely recommend. 

After a long day of moving we look pretty good I must say.

Let the summa begin!

Me. . . Cinderella?

Two words:

cleaning out

packing up

clogged drain

loading car

washing walls

sweeping floor

collecting cash

saying goodbyes

finding treasures

It has been a day of moving - and I am both excited for the change and sad to see this part of my life pass away. I said from the beginning that 2012 was going to be a big year for me.

The reality is starting to sink in that I will never have a moment like this again.

It is weird to think that I could never come back to Logan as a free-willed young adult doing whatever I please whenever I want and having no one to worry about but myself.

Last year the night I moved home I sat on my bedroom floor and cried.

My mom walked in kind of worried, "I thought you were excited to move home?"

and I was- I love my home, but I was sad to leave Logan.

I was sad to leave my life there and those I love.

I hope I don't cry this year.

However tomorrow I begin my summer vacation.

There will be sunshine, family, adventures and romance 

(there are always summer romances)

It is going to be a magical one too-

there is an excitement that I can't describe inside of me just waiting to burst.

Cheers!

packing.

Cleaning and packing are classified in the same category in my mind.  Maybe it is because I don't do very well staying on task when it comes to either of them?  Tonight I am suppose to be getting ready to move up in the morning.  Luckily enough for me I only have to pack, Mom helped clean my room! I know I am nearly 20 years old, I should be able to do this on my own, but shout out to Mother for being simply amazing in my eyes!
Now my job is to pack.  Can you tell I am doing a wonderful job?  . . . Starting now!!!

I don't know when I will post again, sometime next week I suppose- until then best wishes in your endeavors!

Cheers!

ADHDWC.

Confession:  I have ADHDWC.

AKA: Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder While Cleaning

Meaning I easily get distracted when I am on a mission to clean.

I have made headway-

I am learning how to control it!

Now I can actually finish a chore in one sitting

AND

It doesn't take me all afternoon long!

. . . . My poor mother, when I lived at home she always had to keep me on task.

Now that I am a college student though

I have to be on my own.

Sometimes it is just tuff to stay focused. . . 

BEFORE:

DURING:

I was practicing for my trip to Hawaii this summer!

Give a girl a break!

If you look closely you can see my birthmark!  

It is a "V" on my forehead.

Grandma RueLee always told it was because I was VERY SPECIAL!

I love her!

AFTER:

It is now clean.

I guess I should start studying for finals now!

Cheers!

lack of sleep = cleaning?

Time: Approx. 9:07 AM

Place: Vanity in D4

Task: De-clogging the sink.

please don't mind my short-shorts. . . I was cleaning!

 I arrived to D4 around seven thirty Saturday morning.  The lights were all off and everyone in the house was sleeping despite Jordan and I who were sleep deprived from the previous Relay For Life activities.  As we trudged up the stairs discussing the events of the day to come I soon realized that there weren't enough hours for things that I had scheduled to do that day.  In that moment of time I contemplated my priorities and soon came to the conclusion that sleep could wait and that now was the time for me to get to work. . . yes work.
I have this huge pet-peeve of clean clothes.  I absolutely hate starting off a week having a hamper full of dirty clothes.  It honestly drives me bonkers.  We have a laundromat in my complex that isn't too far from my building and on Saturday it is known to get packed.  I knew that if I wanted to get me clothes washed there was no time like the present.  As soon as I walked into my room I grabbed my dirty clothes and lugged them down to the cleaners.  The initial  plan was to start my laundry and then go back to bed. . . However, as soon as I got back to my apartment I caught a second wind.  My version of a cleaning Nazi was released.
Next up, the kitchen.  My roommates and I have come up with a system of chores and each week we all have a job to do.  Clever I know.  Mine this week was the kitchen and it was in drier need of some TLC.  As part of the job regulations we have until Monday at midnight to finish our assigned duty, but I despise cleaning on Mondays, Sundays are completely out of the question and so there I was scrubbing the floors around eight in the morning.  Exhausted, but far from total and complete bodily shut-down.
After the kitchen I was on a cleaning high- which lately has been really rare (you should see my bedroom).  I saw the vanity sink- I had been meaning to tackle the monster which lived within the throat of the sink and I finally had the courage to take it down.  Everyone else was still sleeping so I figured that my opportunity was golden.  I grabbed the plunger- and tried plunging out the gunk.  Gurgling sounds of the underworld (aka: the drain) sounded the house and soon everyone was up curious to what I was doing.  No hope.  Next trial for success was to undo the p-hole? (the little contraption underneath the sink)  Mind you, I have no plumbing experience whatsoever.  As soon as I got the p-whole cap off I couldn't get it back on and there was water spewing everywhere when I turned on the nozzle. . . Long story short getting the cap back on was an adventure all of it's own.  Finally I turned to my last chance of success- taking out the drain head (again, I don't know the correct terminology).  Tami advised me to use her latex gloves that she accidentally brought home from work.  Bless her heart!
To save you from the gruesome details I took out the drain head, looked in to the throat of the drain and saw doom- o wait, nope, just kidding, the only thing I could see was hair- an almost complete blockage of hair in my drain.  Nasty!  I stuck my latex-covered finger down the drain and pulled out the bit I could reach of the closer, but I couldn't successfully bring out all of it.  Kellie advised a metal hanger and happily donated to the cause.  Sticking a hooked end down to the depths of water flowage I retrieved an eight inch tap-worm of hair!   I threw it in the bag and ran to my room gaging . . . if I didn't have serious throwing-up issues I defiantly would have lost my breakfast right then.
I finished the task of cleaning the sink- but as soon as that was done I no longer had the urge to clean and went on with my day - not sleeping until eight thirty at night!

Oh, and for a quick sneak peak!

I took Tami and Jayson's engagements yesterday- 

nearly fell asleep driving them around

got rained out

but ended up with some awesome picture!

Correction: "p-hole" is suppose to be "p-trap", but I'm not changing it!

beastly, I know.

It is a phone picture- give me a break. . .I know it sucks okay.

Last night I took on this beast.
Yes, it is a hairball- a huge hairball, mind you!
It took preparation spoon full of peanut butter
special equipment kitchen broom and vacuum from J3
lots of elbow grease and persistence.

It wasn't easy to take on this beast of a creature- I mean look at that thing! It is Ginormous!
I got a few battle wounds a paperish cut only by hair. . . a hair cut! (no pun intended).
What did I do with this wad of hair you may ask?
I took it over to J3- to show them my hairball-taming skill. . . They thought it was gross.
Big wimps!  IT IS JUST HAIR!

Equation:  5 Girls + Hair = HAIRBALLS!  everywhere . . . (dun, dun, dun!)

nice to meet you.

A blur.  A dream.  A wish.  A memory.
Life changes so fast-  Life IS fast.
I often hear how people wish they could go back in time and relive parts of their lives.  People often long for the times that they could go back to the "easier" days when things were less stressful and crazy.
My question to them is why?
Life is worth living NOW whether it is stressful or not- crazy or dull.
Life is what you make of it and well I must say today I feel very full of life.

Today is January fifteenth.  Gosh where has my week gone?  Yesterday was my nieces birthday and by the time I realized the date it was too late to call. (Happy Birthday my sweet Niah!)  I put off homework until I am left with oodles and oodles for Monday (nice work Kels).  Last but not least I got a phone call from Lulu who wants to know when she can come sleep at my house.  Hello January sixteenth- glad you could stop by.  Too bad I will only know you for a short while before you have left me like all those other days gone by.

I like the don't love cleaning it is a fact.  It isn't necessarily cleaning that I dislike so much it is not knowing where to start.  Then there are those days that everyone falls into every now and again.  Those days of complete craziness where all you do is clean.  I feel productive, but with that same token my list of things to do has only grown.  Luckily it is Sunday- I can put off the list for one more day.

I bought a green rocker today at the D.I. for our apartment and well I am absolutely in love - pictures to come.

My apologize for the randomness of this post- but to be quite honest. . . I really don't care how random it is (: enjoy.

laundry. homework. music.

Extra long weekend! yeah!! just what I needed!

Saturday is a glorious day:

Lexi's baptism was a perfect way to kick it off too!  I was able to support her on this marvelous choice and I spent time with my family!  Well some of my family!

I wish I could remember my baptism better.

I love my grandma RueLeen so very much!

I want to be just like her when I grow up!

Did laundry - I LOVE CLEAN CLOTHES (pet peeve)
While I waited for my laundry to wash I did some of my homework- I know I am such a multitasker!

I only got finished with my math. . .

I still have economics, english, and connections homework. . .

good thing I have tomorrow-

Went to the store and bought milk- mmmm that sounds really good right now (it's fast Sunday and I am hungry!)  Oh!  I also bought eggs!

Today I think I will make homemade oreos!

Yes, they sound delicious- everything sounds delicious though.

I should stop talking about food-

I need to focus on my fast.

Played soccer with Aubrie, Sam, Parker, and Brittany for a total of fifteen minutes!

We had planned on going earlier-

but we didn't. . . I honestly don't know why either.

It was fun though- I love being outside!

Went to free concert put on  by USU of Red Jumpsuit Apparatus- It was loud and crowded ha!  And they didn't play my favorite song that they sing. . . If they did I left early.

Confession: I don't love concerts.

Well at least I haven't loved the two I have been to.

I loved watching the people in the crowd more than the musicians on stage.

I was reminded last night that my point and shoot sucks-

I want a nice camera. . . so badly!

Cooked cardboard pizza it was delicious!

Sam and I went to walmart and bought a cardboard pizza for dinner.

I was starving!

We also bought some good old Ben&Jerry's!

but by the time we had eaten I had to get home and get ready for the sabbath.

Saturday was a splendid day!

Despite the fact that I went to bed at four the previous night-

I did really good to stay awake through all my adventures of the day. . . 

I did start draggin' towards the end though!

I think I have a cold. . . 

Thank goodness for Day/Nyquill!

p.s. happy fasting

Confession: I play dress up when I'm suppose to be cleaning my room.
Yesterday since we closed work early due to the weather I came home and cleaned my room.

Well at least that is what I was suppose to be doing. . .

Instead, however, I put on crazy headbands, tried on all of my shoes, put together some ridiculous looking outfits and played with my make-up.
I did get my room cleaned eventually. . . it just took me three times as long as it should have.