Remember when I complained about having to work on my vacation? (My dad still takes umbrage at my depiction of his words, by the way.) I was busy with an application for a summer program in Utah, hoping they’d consider me and daydreaming of a summer in the States. I mailed it while still in California, and then waited.
And waited. It actually wasn’t that long – only a month, I think, but still, it felt like forever. Especially as the deadline for hearing back approached – I was checking my email every three seconds, hoping for good news.
And then I forgot about it, and like a watched pot that never boils, I got the email.
This summer, I’ll be attending the 2012 Annual Summer Seminar on Mormon Culture, held at BYU. And I can’t wait. Here’s to six weeks of academic bliss!