This morning my counselors and I were called into the bishop's office at 8 a.m. The YW presidency was coming out just as we were going in.
They didn't make eye contact.
The bishop broke the news that our time had come to step down from our throne.
We wandered from his office in a daze toward the YW Presidency. In a state of shock we hugged each other.
Then we started crying.
Then we started giggling.
Then we started cheerling.
Then we started high fiving.
Then we started going inactive.
J/K, everyone, Sheesh! Take a joke!
But seriously, it's a strange feeling when you get released from such an action packed responsibility. It's a heavy/light feeling.
And then it's happy/sad.
And then it's just plain happy/happy!
But then you walk outside and the day is brilliantly blue and delightfully warm and calm and cheerful, and you think, "What? The universe isn't even going to shed a single tear? How RUDE!"
And then you go home and you have this overwhelming electrical charge running through your veins along with an exceeding desire to break the sabbath.
You look around. You blink. You rub your eyes.
It's as if you're seeing everything for the very first time. You can't believe it--your husband's hair is shabby, your children's fingernails are filthy and your house in in disarray.
How did this happen? And who lives here, anyway? And why is there a naked Christmas tree in the corner?
Needless to say this morning before church I scrubbed all my walls, and disinfected my toilets. I cleaned out my fridge and under my stove. I organized my garage. I washed all the windows and ironed all the screens. I did all my scrapbooks and all my geneology and all my 72 hour kits and all my canning. I made and froze 3 months worth of meals. I scrubbed my kids hands and feet with a wire brush and I tied them to the bed and made them suck on a toothpaste lolipop.
Then I tied my husband to the bed and kissed him on the forehead until he cried, "UNCLE!"
It's amazing what you can accomplish when the mantle is lifted.
Still . . .
I must admit, I'm kinda gonna miss my Sistahs!