Here is the guessing wall... Also, Jennica was about to find out the gender of her baby, so that is also up there too.
The night of October 12, I knew my call was coming, so I went to bed a little early (nothing can really hold me back from sleep once I'm all "done down" and in bed, in my quitters!) so I could be bright and shining in the morning. In my dream that night, I opened up my call and this is what it said on the letter:
Dear Sister @G2I&7+:
You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. You are assigned to serve in the $KV>(9!Z HJKI#%KO70BVF1?P*N>HXZ Mission. It is anticipated that you will serve for a period of 18 months.
You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on HYUBNGYUKU@ J87HNI9763E4. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the HK674FHFTYG2096NJ language.
It was probably the biggest kill-hilarity dream ever. Not kill, but punch. I laughed when I woke up, despite being disappointed while I was in REM.
Thankfully, the good part of my dream did come true. I got my letter, and hallelujah! it was not in code.
That morning, I woke up, went to work, and while driving I thought to myself, "I need to prep myself JUST in CASE it doesn't come. Man, that would really blow if it didn't, having to wait on my tippy toes for a whole 'nother week. bleh."
My adorable old grandpa is the person who gets the mail DAILY, and he said the mail usually comes about 11. So naturally, 11:01 I'm texting my mother: ANYTHING?!?!?
I was in agony for the next while, checking my phone every free chance I got, Then FINALLY
"Sister Mallory Castle, You HAVE a LETTER!!!"
I screamed, and my other co-workers in the warehouse all knew that I'd got the letter.
A few hours later, I got a picture message from Jennica of her Holding my call entitled:
"Now you see it!"
Then another with her hands and shoulders shrugging:
"Now you don't!"
She was so lovingly thoughtful and kind to my anxious emotions because she thought it would be funny to HIDE my CALL and make me go on a TREASURE HUNT!!! eiishhaaaa.
I got a big white envelope from here that was previously opened and was addressed to "Randall Burr" but crossed out and said "Sister Mallory Castle" and it was from "Those That Love You"
I really thought it was my call... I kept on asking, "IS THIS MY LETTER?" (sort of furious that they had opened it...) until I realized it was a faux letter.
All I really had to do was read a scripture to find out where it was (it was the "tight like unto a dish" scrip.) So I just went to the plates and got it there! The picture bellow is the first time I'm holding my call:
All my emotions are shown on my face:
Hey, it may not be cute, but its honest.
I was so stinking nervous!
HERE I COME!!!!
Heres the stats:
Richmond Virginia
Spanish Speaking
February 2, 2011 I walk out of my home for the last time for the next 18 months.
What's happening to my emotions? The emotions are all waking up and beating inside me. Every last one of them. So those q's like, "Are you excited? Nervous? Tormented? Negligent? Scared? Happy? Anxious? Fearful? Surprised? Joyful? Contempt? Optimistic? Expectant? Irritated? Cheerful?" all have an answer of yes. To every single one.
Folks, a smorgasbord of emotions is not fun to deal with.
For better, this is what is happening to me.
Oh, and when I read my call in sacrament meeting, I was the most nervous thing ever. I was shaking like a leaf, and my voice SOUNDED like I was on the verge of tears, and I could NOT stop shaking. I announced to everyone that I felt like I was reading my call for the first time (reality hadn't quite hit yet that I'd actually opened it). It was slightly embarrassing, because normally, I'm okay with getting up in front of people, especially knowing its coming. But not that time no, no, no.
7 A days and counting!!!
Ps, you know, you could always come to my farewell. I will be speaking on my BIRTHDAY! (Jan 30 to be exact).... Come say goodbye and Happy Birthday!
Since this is the never ending post, I will posty some pictures that mrs. Chelsey did for me...Went up to the SLC Library, and I am very happy with how they turned out. Thank you Chels!
I'm going to shove a BOM in your face if you don't read it. Take this picture as proof.
Oh I'm that kind of missionary that knocks on golden doors... ;)
Anyway, I hope to blog about Mexico, but we all know how great I am at keeping up to date....
Oh also, here is a little bit of the Video of when I opened it. You could probably stop at 1:05
You can also see the surprise on my face because I read ahead to the language part...
On second thought, just go this link below, and watch the video. I'm having a rough time uploading it.
