What comes along with a new house? Nope, not termites. Nope, not a hole in the roof. Your not even getting hot. I'll just go ahead and tell you. A new calling. The Bishop found out that we were staying in the ward and instantly talked to Scott about me being the new Primary President. YIKES!!
Last Sunday was the first Sunday that I had any responsibilities. The way to start is with it being the last Sunday and the President being in charge of Sharing Time. That way the following month you can be the floater.
I'm excited, nervous, and scared all rolled up into little ol' me. If I start writing about a nervous break down, you'll know why.
