Wednesday, January 23 - An average day in the lives of many. Classes throughout the morning, homework for the in between time, and indexing later that night. Oh yes, and it was the day Bro Winters from the stake told Shli her mission call should arrive.
Even though there was no real hope of the mail coming so early, Shli's hourly mail check began at noon. Around 5, when all decent mail should clearly have been delivered, the mailbox remained empty. Manda graciously tried to comfort and distract Shli. Together, they whipped their hair back and forth to release anxious energy. This was followed by listening to the legendary One Direction that instantly calms the soul.
After another phone call to the post office and a final trip to the mail box, the roommates accepted that the call had not come. The Monday holiday must have delayed the mail, and everyone believed the call would come the next day.
Thursday's mail did not include a mission call. With a heavy heart, Shli accepted the fact that the call was not to come until next Wednesday. She put on a brave face, told herself she could wait patiently, and tried to keep her hands busy so she wouldn't pull her hair out.
Friday, January 25 - A day of miracles. Without much hope of the call coming, Shli headed outside to check the mail. Moments later, there was a strange sound on the door #10. It sounded like a gasping seal (this was later diagnosed as human pre-hyperventilation) unable to enter the apartment due to spastic laughter, shaking excited hands, and momentary memory loss on how to properly turn the door knob. Finally, Shli burst through the door screaming and waving a large white envelope in her arms. Luckily, Panda was nearby to restore order to the scene. As Shli hysterically collapsed onto the bean bag, Panda was there to confiscate the envelope until the other roommates were there to watch the grand opening.
After a long day of calling friends, messaging family, nervously checking the time every thirty seconds, and sporadic screams of anticipation, Shli's moment arrived. When Shli returned from picking up some Idaho buddies, the apartment was stuffed with friends from the ward. Shli got her Dad on the line, and then it was time. She slowly began to tear the envelope open, inch by inch. With only 2 inches left.....Ryan burst through the door! Glad he could make it...and way to break the building suspense. Shli ripped off the last pit of paper, pulled out the papers, flipped it over, and read,
"Dear Sister Munger: You are hereby called to serve as a missionary of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. You are assigned to labor in the Oregon Portland Mission. You should report to the Provo Missionary Training Center on Wednesday, March 13. 2013. You will prepare to preach the gospel in the English language."
Cheers, hugs, congratulations, more hugs, smiles, excitement, and even more hugs followed. The friends filed out, but the smiles and excitement remained. Panda treated everyone to a delectable Coldstone trip, and they all lived happily ever after....until cleaning checks began later that night...but that's a different story.
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