Saturday

Saturday is a special day.
It's the day we get ready for Sunday.
We clean the house, and we shop at the store, So we won't have to work until Monday.
We brush our clothes, and we shine our shoes, And we call it our get-the-work done day.
Then we trim our nails, and we shampoo our hair, So we can be ready for Sunday.



Tomorrow is going to be my first Sunday in a new ward.
I don't usually like change all that much.
For someone that deals with being shy, walking into a new ward by yourself is not fun.
But I'm going to do it tomorrow.
And it will all be fine.
Positive thoughts.

(To my blog- thanks for all the support and encouragement.)