One of the reasons I graduated early was because i thought it would be hard to get a job. I thought a recession was coming (never in my mind did I imagine a pandemic being the cause), and now that we are in the midst of one, I am very grateful to be employed still. During our company meeting on Tuesday March 17th, we were informed that everyone would be taking a 10% pay cut, in an effort to cut expenses and not have to lay anyone off. 10% doesn’t seem like much, but it does make a big difference. And yet it seems so small comparatively. 10 million people filed for unemployment in two weeks. That number is hard to grasp, and leaves me praying that relief will be found quickly.
I’ve continued to work from home. It’s been a pretty easy adjustment for me. My work station is set up on my desk and I have everything I need. I am sure there will be a time when there is a different vibe working without having any coworkers physically present, but that hasn’t hit yet.
Below, this is my favorite work-from-home snack.
I volunteered to drive Cooper home to Texas. Because he has campus housing, they released him from his contract and he had no job or anything holding him here, and I’m always up for a visit. He packed up and on Friday night, with a cold rain falling, we loaded all his belongings into the van. I couldn’t help but reflect back almost exactly five years ago, to April 2015, when I was the freshman loading up my belongings, heading back to Texas, leaving BYU, and getting ready to serve a mission. My goodness, so much has changed, and the time has gone by so, so quickly. As a kid, I used to wish time would speed up and I could be an adult. Now, time passes too quick and I wish it would slow down a little. There was a flood of memories as I thought about what my dreams when I left BYU five years ago, and what has happened since then. It felt more poignant as my time in Utah is almost assuredly ending. Cooper stayed the night at my place, and helped get us on the road early. We left about 7 am, and started on the roughly 1168 mile trip.
Having been on so many road trips, during which there is a lot of time to think, I’ve developed a “traveling philosophy,” and this trip was chance to test the latest iteration. The estimated driving time is 18 hours, 30 minutes, which means that we had to be efficient; 18 hours is about the limit and there is no room for mistakes if we wanted to make it in one day. Our Food: 4 pounds of celery, 3 pounds of radishes. The celery hydrates without you having to drink water and thus have more bathroom stops. It also keeps you chewing, useful for staying completely aware. The radishes also are great for hydration and have enough of a kick to eliminate any drowsiness. Those veggies along with fruit kept us feeling full, and around 3 pm we stopped for a Little Caesar’s pizza in Bernalillo, NM. Opting for a “Hot N Ready,” so we wouldn’t have to wait for it to be made, we went through the drive through as Covid-19 had left only that option available. Add on 3 bathroom breaks/gas fill-ups, and we were stopped driving for only 20 minutes, which is a fantastic number. Put another way, we were on the road for about 59 minutes and stopped for only 1 minutes of every hour.
We kept the windows open, not because one of us had the dreaded radish burps or the feared celery gas, but because it was a beautiful day.
We made good time, and had to unfortunately pass on many interesting historical sights, as the clock was ticking and we also lost an hour going from mountain time to central time. Cooper was an excellent companion. Around 4 pm, I was worried when I saw a sign and read “Repent drunk drivers!” before getting closer and reading “Report drunk drivers!” A radish or two later though, all was well, and despite an intermittent drizzle and then a constant rain over the last 5 hours, we successfully, and safely made it to Granbury at 1:20 am.
Sunday, I woke up to cinnamon rolls and kisses, so life was good. It was wonderful to be with the family. I loved having church at home with them.
That afternoon, Mom had a test for her search and rescue team and Breyer and I went along. The dogs needed to find someone and I was curious to see them at work. While admittedly I was tired, it was fun to see the dogs go through all sorts of brush, nose down, and be able to find us again and again. The test was to be conducted at a “park,” but that meant something much different than I imagined, so I wasn’t quite dressed the part. Breyer and I still willingly went through the creek, which moved fast from all the recent rain, but wasn’t enough to hide our scent. The bloodhounds performed admirably, and Wagner seems to have the ability but needs a lot of training still to reach their level.
Another sign that caught my eye was in Clovis, NM. We were driving slowly through the town when I saw an old building. It was apparently named Integrity something or another. That word was visible and right below it was a sign on top of the company one reading, “For Sale, $100,000.” Taken together, I read “Integrity – For Sale, $100,000.” Are you willing to sell your integrity? An old story relates how the devil came to some one and said, “For $1,000,000 will you cheat on this?” The person rationalized and thought about how much money that was, and said sure. The devil then countered, “Fantastic! I’ll offer you $20.” The person, confused asked what happened to the million, and the devil replied, “You showed that your integrity is for sale, now we are just negotiating the price.”
Here is what James E. Faust said:
“Complete and constant integrity is a great law of human conduct. There need to be some absolutes in life. There are some things that should not ever be done, some lines that should never be crossed, vows that should never be broken, words that should never be spoken, and thoughts that should never be entertained.
Yet there is a place for mercy, for equity, and for forgiveness. Even the stalwart Peter, the chief Apostle, was forgiven for a moment of weakness (see Luke 22:54-62)…. I believe this incident strengthened Peter’s commitment. He was never to be weak again. the resolve borne of that disappointment in his own temporary weakness tempered his metal in the hardest steel. he proved his devotion every day of his life thereafter and in his death. So it can be with all of us. When we have been less than we ought to be and have fallen below our own standards, we can have newfound resolve and strength by forsaking our weakness.”