I live in Springville now

So remember a year ago when I moved to the middle of nowhere and had no friends and just went to work everyday and did nothing else...and it sucked?

I'm right back there again. This time in Springville.

I'm honestly only blogging because I have nothing else to do and I feel less than motivated to make anything happen.

My new job is with a residential treatment center that caters to young sexual offenders. I've just been there three days and am still getting things figured out. I'm a bit nervous about my new boss, mostly because my last boss left a bad taste in my mouth. My new boss is crazy excited about therapy...like to the point that other details of his job seem less important. I'm giving him time and I hope that things will smooth out soon.

The boys are very friendly and charismatic. Their histories are frightening. Yesterday I came home from work nauseated. I had sat through a group where the boys have to be very honest about their transgressions. I felt ok during the group, but by the end I was crawling out of my skin. I'll have to do some extra reading and say a few prayers in order to fortify myself. I think it will get easier as I become more familiar with treatment particulars for sexual deviance.

Today the boys fed my dog multiple chicken nuggets at lunch for which Roosevelt spent the better half of the day vomiting back up. It was pretty sick. I stuck him outside after cleaning up a half-dozen messes and later found him proudly barking at the pigs in the pen. He was acting as though they were now his subjects. King Roosevelt of the hogs.

This weekend is General Conference which may add to my boredom. Not because it's boring, but because I will be missing out on actual face to face interaction. I've been to my new ward once and it went well. There is a crazy adult to child ratio. You walk the halls dodging hoards of children. It's really like the kids run the show. A lot of the ladies are my age and have a few kids. They have been so nice and I already had the RS presidency come visit me. I liked them a lot.

In general I still feel very good about my move and I am practicing my patience. I will make friends and feel quite comfortable here...it just takes time.

My dog, despite his vomitous day is fairing quite well. Although initially determined to keep him out of my bed, I now think he actually sleeps in it more than me. At work he can run around freely, and he gets lots of attention. We are together almost all the time, so I'm trying to work on his separation skills. he has a lot of anxiety and when he can't see me, or get to me he can have a little doggy panic attack. I want him to have a bit more confidence so we're working on that.

I think I'm going to be Effie trinket for Halloween. I found dress skirt suit thing in a pale turquoise and I think I'm going to re-purpose my piggy wig from last year to be curly for Effie. I need to add a technicolor rat-tail to the back.

hmm. I think that's all that's going on with me right now. It's not too exciting, but I guess considering all the changes I'm going through right now I should be glad I haven't totally fallen apart.