Exhibit A: As a teenager and a college student I always swore I would never live in Utah. I am a die-hard Oregonian at heart and I never wanted to live in the "Mormon bubble" (ha, and then I decided to go to school at BYU-Idaho...go figure). But anyway, back to the point. During my junior year of college I was in the process of looking for an internship for the summer. I basically had two leads, one back home in Bend with a residential company and one in Salt Lake City with the LDS Church. But I pursued both avenues, not wanting to put all my eggs in one basket just yet. And viola! I got the internship in Utah. Of course. Although it hadn't been my first choice in locations, I was still very excited and told myself that it was okay because it was a temporary thing; I would only be in Utah for the summer, so it wasn't like I actually "lived" there, right? Right.
The internship that Summer was excellent and I had so much fun learning from the people I worked with. I also had the chance to get a part-time job as a hostess at The Roof Restaurant at Temple Square, which was probably one of my favorite things about the whole Summer. And I was comforted in thinking that the Utah bubble only had me for a few short months and then I could go wherever I wanted!
Fast forward to a year later when everyone started asking what my plans were after graduation. And for all the college seniors/grads out there, you know how wonderful that question is. I didn't have any concrete plans to begin with, but as senior year progressed I decided I had to have some kind of idea in place. Based on my experience looking for an internship, I reluctantly decided that maybe going back home was not the best option as far as job opportunities for me. And that left me with one other idea; go back to Utah. I knew I could at least go back to my job at The Roof until I found something full-time, and I knew for sure that the job market would be much better here. So I did it, I moved to Utah. And through lots of prayer and job-hunting, I was able to score a full-time job as an interior designer and I absolutely love it! But more about that another time.
There's just one problem...I'm now stuck in Utah. The place I vowed I would never live. It's just funny how things happen to turn out that way, huh?
I said I didn't want to live in Utah, and I went and got a professional job here.
I don't like big cities, and I decided to move to the largest city in the state.
Who's idea was this? Oh yeah, it was mine.
At least I get a view working from The Roof!
But you know, it's ended up not being as bad as I thought it would be. Granted there are still things that I wish I could change, but life is never going to be perfect. I've just got to learn to accept the undesirable things and focus on the parts that I actually like. For example, I have a great job, I get to live 15 minutes away from my boyfriend and 45 minutes away from my best friend, and if I had to live in a city, Salt Lake is probably the least terrible city I could have chosen. All in all (as much as i hate to say it), right now I'm glad I'm here. I've learned a lot in the short time I've been in the Salt Lake valley, and I'm sure there's a lot more to come! Bring it on, Utah! :)
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