This is my desk. I get it all to myself even though there are people way higher up the totem pole than I am who have to share a desk.
There are a couple of monitors to the left that were used by NewMommy (who I'm replacing). Funny story about those monitors...
When someone leaves Church employment, the computer people come and collect their equipment to re-image for the new person. Well, Lute told these guys that someone else works at that desk now (in case they didn't read the plaque or notice that it is still lived in), but clearly they weren't paying attention. Instead they came and took everything except a mouse, a keyboard, and the dust bunnies. This means they took my laptop. I freaked out when I came back from lunch and found it gone. Thankfully, Lute was a fast thinker and got them on the phone right away. They brought my laptop back, telling me I was lucky because they were only a minute away from wiping it.
I was happier not knowing.
Actually, I was feeling downright cranky about it. Seriously, they didn't think there was anything off about a lived in cubicle with both Dell display screens and an Apple laptop?
However, as I was saying my prayers that night, God reminded me how blessed I really was. I kind of got the feeling he was laughing but gently chiding me. They were so close to wiping my computer, and they didn't. Instead of grouching about the close call, I could laugh about it and be very, very grateful that it was saved in time. So thank you, God, for saving my computer. I'm sorry I was a grouch.
Part of the program from our Christmas Devotional.
My supervisor gave me this beautiful little nativity.
Temple Square had all of these lovely Nativities from around the world. I really enjoy seeing these when I step outside for fresh air. They aren't labeled, so your guess is as good as mine when it comes to their origins.
This picture makes me smile just because of where it is set up. I'm pretty sure they don't get a lot of snow or evergreens in in Kenya or wherever this might be... It is beautiful though.
P.S. I love you.
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