Talk, Talk, Talk

So a few weeks ago my bishop called and asked if I would be willing to give a talk...I was kind of hesitant because I hadn't been feeling real great and was still dealing with morning sickness off and on. I said something along the lines of... "well I'm not sure exactly how I'm going to be feeling by then" he said "are you coming down with something?" Alright bishop this news is NOT new, in fact it was announced at a cubscout meeting...oh yes you were a bit late that night. :) Well anyways he said "what if I was to push it back one more week, do you think you'll be feeling better by then? I said sure and wrote down the topic.

As soon as I was off the phone I grabbed my Ipod and started searching through the podcasts for the conference talk. Found it, I listened to it, outlined it, and put it down with the ensign figuring I would come back later after I'd had more time to ponder it. Well busy as I've been I came back to it a few days ago and there sat the ensign...no talk though. I have NO clue what happened to it but being pregnant and not of sane mind I started freaking out. I looked all over the living room, tore apart my office, looked in our bedroom and yet it was still no where to be found. So here I sit, after three days trying to finish up this talk. I had important information that was on that other sheet of paper that I'd felt prompted to write down and yet it's gone.

I just timed myself and the talk only came to about 8 minutes ahhhhh. So if I'm a bit short, I'm sorry to everyone. I've tried, I'm tired and I'm giving up for tonight. Maybe something will come to me in my sleep or when I wake up. Can't wait for it to be over tomorrow, then I can go visit my family and relax...not stress so much any more.