OMTOH= Oaker Mountain Temple Open House.



Temples are incredible. I love to run. If I am ever having a rough time I'll go running in the morning over to the Provo Temple, just a few blocks away. Being around the temple always leaves an amazing feeling, that lasts.

It was a Movie Surveyor. The conversation went for 4 minutes and I was done.
I jumped up and down in my slippers, spun in a circle getting myself wrapped up in our white twirly phone cord, sat, then lied down on my hard tile kitchen floor. The conversation lasted just over half an hour.
Now don't get me wrong, my parents and everyone else that knows me well will tell you I have no problem talking on the phone for 5 hours straight.
But when it comes to someone your struggling to understand, and asking the same questions about 42 different movies. It gets a bit annoying.
Luckily the surveyor could not tell I was getting tired and frustrated. She was sweet.
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