Getting in

I had the chance to go to the Draper temple open house yesterday afternoon. I'd never been through an open house before and obviously never been through the temple so I was really excited to get to see it all. I was a little nervous prior to going through, too. I'm not sure why. Maybe just the fact that it was a little unknown and I'd be seeing it all for the first time.

Anyway, it was a really cool experience. I love how simple and clean, but amazingly beautiful everything is. There are no distractions, nothing to prevent you from feeling like you are in the Lord's house. Just clean and pretty. I love that. It was also really neat to hear how much detail goes into the design of every part. For example, the carpet in the ordinance, sealing and celestial rooms was hand cut with Utah's state flower, the Sego Lily, designed into it. Then the crown molding and ceilings also had this flower design weaved through it as well. Everything was coordinated and perfect. It felt very peaceful and undisturbed, like the rest of the world didn't even exist. It was interesting, and a little sad, to feel that sort of disappear the second we walked outside. My bishop gave some of us in our ward tickets to the Dedication next weekend so I'm going to go to that as well, which I'm very much looking forward to.

In other news, I left my house this morning, locking the door from the inside on my way out, before I realized I didn't have my car keys.  Unfortunately, I stood outside in the 29 degree weather trying to think about how I was going to get back in to get my keys.  My roommates were gone and we no longer keep an extra key hidden outside.  I seriously went through my bag trying to find something to MacGyver my way through the lock, but with no success.  I eventually remembered that my bedroom window was unlocked so I went around back to see if I could climb through. I took off the screen, pushed the window opened and realized the headboard to my bed was blocking most of the window and only leaving a small gap of space to try and squeeze through.  I tried a couple of different ways to slide through and eventually twisted my way in.  I'm not going to lie, I was way proud of my breaking and entering skills.  It reminded me of my bedroom in my old house growing up.  I'd climb in and out of it for no good reason.  I wasn't even sneaking out. I just did it because I could. I'd leave it open all the time so my cat could jump in and out too.  

So, disaster averted. Although, it did make me nervous to think about how if I could get in to my house without a key, so could someone else.