Back home blues

Living in NY the past 2 1/2 years has allowed me to forget (somewhat) that I'm 26 and not married and no prospects. Out there I'm still young. It's totally normal to be single at 26. In fact it's abnormal to be married before that - let alone have a kid or two.

Well...coming back home has been a big slap in the face in this department.

Yesterday I went to church and a girl who I used to babysit walked in with her husband and - you guessed it - a baby bump! I started looking around sacrament meeting and realized that all my old acquaintances were either sporting one or two babies - or the girls who just graduated from high school were sporting large diamonds. And there I was 26, unemployed, unmarried, no kids, and just moved back in with my parents.

I've known that it wasn't going to be easy moving back home. I knew that I would have to deal with the majority of my friends being married and having kids. I knew that I would end up being one of the oldest people in my ward. All this I "knew," but "knowing" is different than actually living it. Seriously, this moving back home is not the easiest thing I've done. It's hard feeling like I'm so behind everyone on this whole "life" thing.

Hopefully things will get better when I get back from Costa Rica, find a job, move out of my parents' home, and find a ward where everyone isn't 19. I know the Lord wants me to be here for some reason, I just wish I knew what it was. For now, I'll just have to put up with things for a few more weeks then it's off to Costa Rica for 6 glorious weeks!!

Picture update

So...it's been a long time since I've posted any pictures. I really did take some during my last little while in NY. I'm just horrible at posting them and blogging about them. So here you are: pictures of my last few months in NY (that's right - I said MONTHS...all the way back to Halloween). Sorry there isn't a lot of writing about them. But it's easier and shorter this way. Teehee. Enjoy!

Make a Smilebox slideshow

AHHHHH New Blog Name!

Yep that's right. Since on Monday I'll no longer be a NY resident I can no longer have the blog title of "Kristy Takes Manhattan." It's kind of the period to my journey here in NY. It's a weird feeling. I thought I'd be more sad about this than I am. But I think it's all just the anticipation of getting everything out of my apartment, cleaning, and hoping this snow storm doesn't make me miss Christmas that's keeping the emotions in check. I'm sure once I get on the airplane and reality hits I'll have a hard time holding back the tears, but for now I'm doing surprisingly well.

I also figured I'd be spending the last day in NY doing fun exciting things that I hadn't had the chance to do. But NOPE! My day has consisted of packing, cleaning, selling all my belongings not coming with me, taking a trip to Goodwill, canceling internet/cable & utilities, more packing, and more cleaning. Sounds like a great send off, right? At this point I just wish I was home. Plus, it has started to snow, so I don't actually want to be outside doing fun things. Anyway...I better get back to the packing and cleaning. Wish me luck!

A Song for Mormons

This was on Conan O'Brian's show this week and I thought it was great so I wanted to share. Merry Christmas to all you Mormons out there!

I walked in to work this morning and immediately declared:

That's right. I put in my two week notice TODAY! So it's official. Last day at PwC will be Dec. 15. Now I just have to explain my reasoning to all the partners in my group. Oh joys - here comes one now...