I got dressed for a run to hit campus and look at the wilk board. I wanted to see if girls had picked up my posts...and they had! I figured they would just take my number and leave it there but they didn't. I ran back to campus plaza to make more cards. On my way back I decided to stop by Park Plaza to see if I could talk to my roomies there. I had this crazy thought that maybe, just maybe, since they were already living in a two person room they might be willing to pay the two person price and have management take the bunk out...just in case I couldn't sell my contract. It was just a thought. Keep in mind that I'm trying every angle I can think of to sell this thing. I'm about two days away from printing up a bunch of flyers and putting them in all the women's restrooms on campus. How's that for desperation? There are MANY bathrooms on that campus. Well, the roomies weren't there so I left a note. I decided that my situation totally sucketh. What could be worse than paying $1000 for something you're not even using???
So, I start freaking out. I text the girl that was interested in said girl's contract to try and convince her to buy mine. She didn't want it. I say...why not? yargh. Well, I went back to my apartment eventually to make those other posts for the wilk board. I changed into my swimsuit and decided that after running a few errands I would hit 7 Peaks for some fun. I'm trying to squeeze every penny out of that thing. It's more than paid for itself by now but I'm sure the gross earnings of that water park are large large large. So, I hit the bank and the grocery store. I said a prayer in my car aloud asking God to help me figure out what to do with all my stresses. Right now, mainly the sale of my contract. I continue to run my errands and not more than 10 minutes after that prayer, I get a call about my apartment. God really does hear our prayers. Not that I'm saying he always makes it all right or answers right away but, he is mindful of us. I could attribute this to "chance" or "luck" or "coincidence" but, I prefer to believe that God's hand is always in my life and why?? because he loves me. Because I am his daughter. He and my Heavenly Mother created me. If you're not familiar with this terminology, I'm a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints- which means I'm Mormon...so these terms might sound a bit silly but, it makes sense to me and I like it. Give it a try. Try on that thought. You have heavenly parents who gave you life on Earth along with all the joys and trials because they love you. Let that thought marinate in your mind. You might like it too. :)
