Old Age

How do you know when you have gotten too old? Well I will tell you, it ain't the wrinkles, it starts way before they do. I was having a nice little chat with my darling husband on sunday as we drove to my parents house for the family dinner. We were discussing all kinds of things and he asks when I went to UVSC. It was a part of my life that had great meaning for me so it took about 3 or 4 minutes to figure out when exactly that was! I had to start at graduation from High School and work my way up to UVSC.

Thing is, I have totally forgotten a year of my life. Now, I have never taken any mood altering drugs, well apart from those few days after the c-sections, but 1996 has completely disapeared from my memory. I didn't think memory loss was an issue until at least my 4th decade, so why at 32 can I not remember an entire year of my life? I vagely remember working at the Sears call center making technition repair appointments, but I am pretty sure I didn't work there a full year.

Lets just go over what I do remember shall we?

May 1994 I graduated from High School.

Summer 1994 I believe (again with the foggy memory) I then worked at either Fred Meyer or the Storehouse Market

Aug-Oct 1995 Snow College (I am aware that this is not a full semester, but I was not ready to go to college. I "dropped out")

January 1995 Nanny in Connecticut. By the way the three year old that I took care of is now old enough to drive a car and his sister is probably in her second(or third) year at college! She is older than the kids I am currently working with!

November 1995 Grandpa Lofthouse dies and my life hits the fan so to speak. I leave the nanny job in early/mid december.

The elusive 1996

January 1997-August 1997 Utah State University in Logan. This is the year I learned I snore, thanks to a wonderfully tolerant roommate. She threw pencils at me in the middle of the night so I would turn over and stop snoring!

Aug-Nov 1997 Walmart Portrait studio. I loved this job and had a bunch of fun saving up money for the mission.

Nov10 1997-Jan/Feb 1998 Mission in England. It wasn't long lived, but it was a great experience that helped me in more ways than one.

1998 Bought Moira the red Civic and started working at Clarke American in Salt Lake City.

August 1999 Started going to UVSC and at some point I moved to BYU houseing in Provo

October 2000 I started working at Sento in American Fork

Not sure what month but in 2001 I moved in with Whitney in the Haunted Apartment down in Provo. She deserted me not too long after that to get MARRIED! Of all the nerve! (Feb 2002)

Early 2002 I graduated from UVSC with an associates degree in Early Childhood education.

April 2002 quit sento to work as a nanny in Springville. That didn't work out as they wanted a live in and I didn't so I became unemployed and homeless. No wait, that's a lie! I just became unemployed. I got several temp jobs to make my living. I also worked at a daycare center in orem this summer.

June 28th 2002 started talking to Mr. Shambie from LDS Singles.com
July 5th 2002 He asked me out. We went out to dinner (on the 6th) at the Macaroni Grill and then saw a movie, possibly men in black 2.

It was also in July that I started going to school at Mountain west college for my paralegal degree. Became unemployed again, but still working at temp jobs.

July 28th Mr. Shambie, ie: John Cannon, asked me if I wouldn't mind to much going to look for wedding rings with him. And yes that is more or less how he put it.

July 29th John leaves for his Cannon Family Reunion. I am unable to tell anyone I am now engaged. For a whole week!

September 2002 I start working at Marriott. I worked there longer than any other job to date.

November 16th 2002, John and I get married. I have one day off due to bronchitis so we have our honeymoon in Salt Lake.

The rest is pretty much vivid in my memory to include having Logan, buying a house, having emma, loosing my job, being a full time mom, a few more family reunions and finally but of course not least Rachel and the new job.

So if anyone is out there reading this, please tell me what exactly I did in 1996! This is, my friends, how I know I am loosing my precious memory. It might have something to do with the fact that my life was pretty much wake up, work, eat, and sleep in 1996 so I might not be missing much, but that is really odd that I can't remember that year of my life!

I guess I could make something up, like working for the secret service or maybe that was the year I had brain surgery and no one is telling me about it! Oh well, I guess it is better to forget the nothingness of one year than forget about my family and children. Let us hope I don't have a relapse and forget 2006. ;)