I don't recall ever having attended a
leadership meeting on a stake level, but it seemed as though I had been invited
- although I don't know who had told me.
I asked Roland if we were going.
He said that he would but not the adult session as he says he never gets
much out of it. I on the other hand,
have always preferred the adult stake meeting as I rarely have ever gotten
anything out of the Sunday meeting - especially since we have moved to Oregon.
I had volunteered to work a shift at
the Annex, but wore my dress so that Roland and I could just leave as soon as I
returned home. I returned home before he
did and guessed that he probably wouldn't want to return to Roseburg. I was right.
I should have just called around to see who else was going and if I
would be able to catch a ride. Instead I
finished my homework for the week. Only
one other time since starting my online schooling have I not turned all my work
in by Friday afternoon - which in itself is rare as most of my work is finished
by Thursday and would be this week as well if my instructor's lectures did not
take place in the middle of the week. I
hate that!
So I did not make it to the leadership
meeting or adult meeting - though it was actually light enough that I could
have driven myself - I just would not have been able to safely drive myself
back - nor did I want to deal with driving the Saturn up there. Earlier this year we purchased a car with
more horse power as the Saturn has been under a huge amount of stress with
climbing these Oregon hills.
I haven't been feeling well in the
morning as it has been so dry. The
reason we moved to Oregon was for the moisture which seems to be null right
now. I see the fog each day, but I don't
feel any moisture. The river beds and ponds look much the same
as they did in summer. November is
halfway over! The water should be
soaring!
Roland purchased a humidifier -
something I didn't believe I would never need in Oregon. What is the deal?
Marva and Shelly attended our church
last week and Roland mentioned to them that we would not be holding our regular
services today. We had them invited to come with us to conference, but Marva
said that she was not feeling well. I'm
almost glad that they didn't come with us as it was majorly uncomfortable. I don't mean the topics, but the set up itself. In years past, I have made the comparison to
feeling like a sardine. Perhaps it's my
imagination, but each year feels tighter than the last. This year it appeared that the chairs had been set up to serve 8,000 people.
I retrieved the above picture from this site: https://www.callfamily.org/2016/04/ - imagine sitting on these for two hours. Notice the distance from the chapel.
This year the doors on the stage were
closed, though I think all the chairs that are normally used there were still
set up which made for less leg room and near lap sitting in generic folding
chairs. So in addition to my already dry
throat, I was experiencing leg cramps and wounded body parts unable to
breathe. After Roland stood up, I asked
him if he wanted to leave and as none of us were getting anything out of the
meeting other than earshot of the same old, same old . . . we left and came
home.
I have been skimming through
conference talks and articles trying to feel inspired. Thus far I haven't been. It's my own fault, I suppose.