Finally!

Molly is coming to see me and go rafting with me tomorrow!

I am not really that excited; I just told all my co-workers all about it. Everyday. For the last month. And all the guests I've taken down the river for the past week. In fact, the guests I took down the river yesterday were so intruiged that I somehow convinced a girl to date me (one tooth and all) that when Sara asked when Molly was coming into town, before I had time to answer Rex piped in, "Thursday." We all laughed pretty hard about that. It was a physical therapy group that has been coming rafting with us for years, and one that I've taken down the river at least 4 times. Oddly enough, one of the couples that comes had a daughter on the BYU Cheer Squad with me. They are one of my favorite groups every year.

Not only is Molly coming, but my mom is coming rafting with her and friends Madison and Achylus and possibly roommate Christina--who has never said a word to me. And I'm pretty sure I terrify her. I'm pretty sure the trip is doomed to be awkward. But I think it is going to be incredibly fun.

1 more day :) WoOt!

FML.

I have not posted in some time--mostly because I have wanted to avoid mentioning certain things.



Mostly that's just Molly.



I am absolutely and completely in love with her and have been since November sometime.



But the process of convincing her into liking me has been just that, a process. Which is actually odd for me.



In May I did the unthinkable and took her home to meet my family. And I fell in love with her even more. We stopped at part of the Grand Canyon on the way back to Utah and took a picture.

Earlier this week I flew down from Boise to Salt Lake to meet her parents. To say it frankly, they didn't like me and I am terrified my heart is going to get broken.

I hate my life.