Week 2

If I thought getting up at 5:30 every morning was hard the first week, the second week just about killed me. People who say that getting up early gets easier they lie. I am pretty sure it is getting harder.

Don't worry I won't be doing a play by play, even though I am sure you all love it.

The week started out normal, except I realized that I really had no idea what the traffic in Atlanta could be like. Apparently last week the traffic was fairly light. That was not the case this week. On a good note, I was able to get to and from work without the use of a GPS! It's the little things really.

Things I have learned from my commute:

1) It doesn't matter where you live, people struggle to master the technique of merging.
2) Don't get overly optimistic when the traffic moves, you are just going to have to stop in a couple feet anyway.
3) Constantly switching lanes doesn't get you to your destination faster, you just look like a jerk.
4) When being pulled over by a police officer, do not pick the most narrow section of the road. (Honestly, I thought this was common sense but apparently it must be learned.)
5) People watching is fantastic. (You're welcome to the many cars that passed by me and enjoyed my jam session. It was Shakira if you are curious.)
6) An hour and half commute is a great way to discover new music. Thank you Spotify and Pandora for expanding my music library.
7) There are some musicians and music that I will never like. (I'm talking about you Jason Derulo and 2 Chains.)
And finally:
8) Moving a modular home that takes up two lanes is probably not a good idea on the Friday of a holiday weekend. The person who suggested that should probably be fired.

I also realized that the marker of becoming a real adult is when the frustration of being in traffic is not the amount of time it takes (it's actually a great time to think and ponder, when you are not listening to music, yes dad and Laura that does happen) but the loss in fuel economy in your car. Yep, I have become my father. It's not a bad thing I just wasn't prepared, I thought I had more time.

As for my actual work, I am loving it. I am learning so much and am very excited for the upcoming weeks. I know they will be long and hard but they will be worth it. So my day-to-day consists of writing social media for different client's. Meaning I write daily tweets for the company, Pinterest board captions for the company I work for and another client. I also write blog posts, FB posts, and will soon be working on press releases.

I know my family might not want to hear this but there is a good chance that I just won't come home. Just live here forever. Atlanta is completely different when you are here not for a mission and I love it even more. My initial love came from my love of the service that I was able to do here, but now that I have "lived" here I can honestly say that I love everything about this city. It also doesn't hurt that the family I live with are the greatest and are doing their best to spoil me enough that I don't want to leave. (Melysa, it's working.)

 I have also starting going to the YSA ward here in the area. I am pretty excited about it. It is already so different from my ward back home, I am going to have some great material for my paper. It should be interesting when I actually get involved. (Mollie even though I act like going places by myself is no biggie, it is actually pretty terrifying and takes a lot talking myself into it.)

All-in-all this was a fabulous week. It went by quickly, which is always a good thing. I am so glad that I am here and can't wait for the adventures that wait for me in the next few weeks. Have a blessed week everyone!