Digi-Scene

Well, it's happened. The Apocalypse. The End of Days. The earth will at any moment reverse it's orbit around the sun.

I've been called to be the Relief Society President of my ward. Gah! It only took nearly 2 months from the time our old RS President moved away for the Bishop to finally get me put in place. I don't know what the h*** I'm doing. I'm making it up as I go along.

Lots of sleepless nights already and wondering how I'm going to be up to the challenge of being in ward with 84 active families and 500 inactive ones. Dad has given me some great advice already but the two I'm clinging to are: 1) Delegate - EVERYTHING you possibly can, and 2) Be sure to make time for yourself on a regular basis.

Remind me again of the perks of being President?