The remainder of our week was kind of random, but here’s an update:

Work is great.  Not slowing down, not even one bit, but so good.  I feel so lucky to have this job.  We have a lot of big projects coming through, which makes my boss happy.  Happy enough to take me to lunch twice this week.  You’d think it would be weird for a 25-year-old woman to go out with her 48-year-old male boss, but I really enjoy his company.  It’s nice to be appreciated, especially by a bunch of hoodlum men.

Speaking of the guys at work – they have helped me form my New Years Resolution.  I know it’s early, but its kind of a bet/challenge.  You see…there’s this pipe that stretches across a hallway in the shop.  Every now and then the guys do chin-up competitions out there.  They L O V E it.  They think they are pretty hot stuff.  I laugh hysterically, and usually pull up a chair (or ladder) and watch.  They challenged me to do just one, and I couldn’t.  My legs just pretty much flailed the whole time.  In my defense, chin-ups are hard for women!!  We aren’t programmed with upper body strength, ok?!  But, they all decided that if I could do a chin-up, they would give me a cash prize.  I have decided this will be my goal – to do one, glorious, chin-up.  Then I will use all the money that I win (by proving them wrong) to buy chocolate.  Lots of Reeses’ eggs, perhaps.  Everyone has to have a dream, right?

We received an early Christmas present from my in-laws, we have Jazz tickets again this year!  We get to go to a few games, but are most excited for the Jazz vs. Lakers game!  I am so excited for basketball to start…

I had lunch with an old co-worker on Thursday – it was so great to catch up with her!  That is the thing I miss most about working at Peppertree, the people.

Thursday night Zach and I had a date at the Bountiful Temple.  It was much needed.

Saturday we cleaned out our closet.  We filled four garbage sacks full of clothes.  I hate getting rid of clothes.  As I was folding some old items Zach looked at an old green dress and said, “You can’t give that dress away!  You wore that on our first date, don’t you remember?”  How is it possible that he can’t remember to pay our utility bills, but he remembers in detail what I wore on our first date?  Another reason I am obsessed with him.  In an attempt to feel even a tiny fraction of comfort for getting rid of all those duds, we decided we would take them to Plato’s Closet to see if we could get any moolah for them.  What a rip off!  I walked out of there with a 20 dollar bill.  Zach, surprisingly, was ecstatic!  He kept talking about how getting rid of our gently used clothes would buy us brunch.  Brunch  has become a Saturday tradition for us.

We then went on an errand rampage!  After getting hosed at Plato’s we went to the Distribution Center, made a donation to the DI, printed some items off for church, went to the grocery store, and then finally went to brunch.  We decided to go to Eggs in the City – my first time!  It was amazing.  Zach built his own omelet [with a side of pancake] and I had this egg white, spinach, and avocado breakfast burrito – B O M B.

After checking off a few more items on my list, we were back at home getting ready for our night out.  We dined at Arella and then went and saw The Trouble with the Curve – you know, with JT and Clint Eastwood.  I got gelato for the movie – my favorite detail about the Centerville movie theater.

Sunday was an emotional day for me.  I, along with the other members of the Relief Society presidency, was released from my calling.  Everyone kept asking me if I was relieved.  To my surprise and to be completely honest, I was really sad.  We had the opportunity to bear our testimonies in Relief Society afterwards and I cried through the whole thing.  I am sad about the possibility of not being in Relief Society with the change of a new calling.  This was the hardest calling I have ever had, and by far the most rewarding.  I hope, that wherever I go in the church, the sisters of the Relief Society know how much I love them.  They made every second of work worth while for me, I adore them.  I also will miss the ladies that I served with.  One is moving to Logan, another has already moved to Colorado, and the rest of us will most likely end up in completely different auxiliaries in the church.  I hope I get the chance to work with them again one day…

Sunday night was spent preparing our Mexican feast – fajitas, spanish rice, homemade salsa and chips, and Zach’s favorite ice cream for dessert.  Don’t be fooled by the super classy dinnerware, this meal oozed class!  Watching Zach eat ice cream is like being punished.  It is literally excruciating.  He takes the teeny tiniest bites – it makes you want to shove a giant spoonful in his face!

We enjoyed the rest of the night watching football together.  I plan to spend all the time I can with him before he sets off on his big hunting trip in Montana.  Even if it takes him a week to eat a tiny pint of ice cream…please tell me I am not the only one who can pound a pint in on night?