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I don't remember when it happened, but some years ago I discovered that I LOVE the Saturday sessions of the LDS General Conference. The messages seemed more important, more revolutionary (inasmuch as the bretheren are ever strident and - can you imagine? Guerrilla tactics from the pulpit?), more eloquent - anyway, those "extra" four hours on Saturday were no longer any kind of hardship.
So here I am in the middle of the first session of April General Conference, and already I'm so glad to be here. In combination of the snow and all kinds of stress from work lately, I've been somewhat depressed, and it was marvelous to come to my parents' house this morning (I have no TV - my roommate ((mostly)) moved out) and feel an immediate uplift. It's been interesting, too - I've felt like a few of the talks have had direct application to me, while others have not... but still I've gotten and have been feeling answers to questions and dilemmas that I've been facing that have had nothing at all to do with the topics discussed. (Wow. That was a convoluted sentence.) Just a few minutes ago I realized that not only did I not miss working Conference, I hadn't spared a single thought in the last couple of weeks for International Week, which always was a crazy time that I did, in fact, enjoy. Huh. Guess that wasn't the everlasting job for me after all!
Also, I'm working on a fun new design for a crocheted afghan (the yarn was all donated for Mothers Without Borders, so there are some strange and wacky colors) with a very simple base piece. I just hope it doesn't take me the next three Conferences to finish! (Seriously, I don't understand why people want to deal with all the crowds and the weather to actually be in the Conference Center. Well, OK, it's all very well to do at least once, but honestly - I'd so much rather be sitting at home in my pajamas, with my project and my junk food, relaxing and enjoying listening without the distraction of 20,000 of my closest friends!)
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