Dear amiguchis!!
I honestly can't even remember what happened this week. It's been kind of a sickly week. I haven't had sugar in a while and I don't know how this even happened but last Friday I had gotten home and saw a cookie sitting on my desk.. I have no idea who put it there... So instinctively I go to the kitchen and get a glass of milk (for my cookie) I don't even remember doing this though and before I know it I look down and half the gigantic cookie is gone!!! I don't remember even tasting it! All of a sudden I feel supper sick... I had eaten too much cookie... And I barf all over the bathroom.... This whole experience was repeated yesterday too except for it wasn't over a cookie but over some tácitos... And my companion got sick too so that was kind of rough. Anyways we are taking it easy for the next couple of days and last week we started our intense Jillian/running plan. I committed he sisters that live with me to live a healthier mission and join me in my new morning exercise plan! :D
Now I remember! This week we had interviews. Last night sister Brown, sister Schenk and I were talking about how interviews are great! You look forward to them every time specially when you are having a rough time and then all of a sudden you are doing fine and you don't have anything to talk about by the time your interview come around. If you were asking me how I was feeling you would have to ask me about every hour. My mood changes every hour of the day depending on who texted us or called us or how the lesson we just had went or if the person we just knocked on slammed the door in our faces.... It's a struggle!
Interviews were great though! I had a total of 10 min with president... My interviews are usually pretty short except for last times. I asked president why I have had so many companions and areas and pretty much asked him if I could die (and by die I mean en my mission here... Mission lingo) in Goodletsville and if I could keep Hna Gamble for at lease another transfer... He said he would pray about it... I just begged him to not make me move to a new area my last transfer, that would be beyond sad! Anyways he told me that the reason my I move so much is because I was a "solid" missionary... I thought he would say that it was because I knew the language but I guess not. So that made me feel a little better but I still hope I can just stay here.
This week we had no one come to church. It was pretty sad. Usually we have at lease one investigator, a members wife who we are teaching, but this week she didn't show up and we don't know why. Yesterday we were finally able to go into our new family's home. They were still busy but we set a date for us to come back and have a solid sit down lesson. I had lots of high hopes for this transfer but it didn't turn out as well as I thought it would. The good news is that the work keeps moving forward and we can always set new goals and try again. I have accomplished a lot of good goals this transfer and found more things to work on. I'm thankful for the time I still have to keep working.
Wish me luck for transfer calls! Pray that I stay in this area:)
Love,
Hermana Orellana
Pictures!!!
Found a friend!

Found a couple more friends:D

Being mean to my companion>:)

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