This weekend I'm heading out to Cali with some friends to bask in the lovely desert sun. However, every time I venture to California I feel a little, um, pasty. As my Mom once said, 'oh dear, you have such beautiful milky white skin'. Eeks! Blah! When you want to fit in the California beach scene, milky white skin is not what you want to have! The truth is, I am not only going to California for beach time. I'm going for a mid-singles conference. Yep, good fun for the over 30's! Actually, it's the part of the trip I am not so excited for - yet, it's what we've planned the trip around. AHHHHHHHHHH!!! In some ways it's the same way I feel about my older single adult ward. I know I should just leave if I'm not happy, but I fear that going to a family ward might be an even bigger adjustment. I mean, at least I know the quirks and craziness of a single adult ward.
I think what bothers me most about singles wards, singles conferences, etc. is that they are just a big ploy to get people together, and get married. Which, you know, I want to get married someday, and I want all of these other people getting married. BUT, there's something about it that drives me crazy! I know what it is, but I can't verbalize it. Anyone in the single scene know what I'm talking about?
It's a funny world, I'll tell you that.
Good fun in California. Ah well, if all else fails, we can go to Disneyland.