July 25, 2011

I asked Reid how it is going living with the Theobalds and this is his reply:    

I have come to the determination that there is little to nothing I can do to improve the situation and have asked many different people in authority to get us out of that house. I could go through and clean the place and be OCD, but it would just offend them and since I am not willing to exist in a state of sickness, I am left with little other choice.  It seems to be, find a way out on your own or get thrown out. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate what they do for us and I know that it would be hard to put up missionaries like this, but at the same time the best of intentions pale in comparison to the smallest of actions. I won't keep saying, "Oh well, better luck next time." It is a good thing that Debronsky makes me laugh more than any other companion.

Let's see what I have in the bag-o-stories. We went to the temple last Thursday and guess what! I was sick the whole time.  I needed Pepto in a big way all night before the trip. (Dang that dirty house) In the morning we decided to risk the long drive down with faith that the Lord would preserve me until we got there. This he did, thankfully. I enjoyed the wonderful spirit in the temple and was able to leave feeling edified. Add to that the fact that I got to go to Deseret Book and Pick up Teachings of the Prophet Joseph Smith and Articles of Faith by Talmage and I can say the day was awesome.

We also got the chance to go to  Albin (pop. 120) and basically tracted half the town. We would have tracted the other half but we ran into a minister who was really nice but took a lot of time talking to us. So many Mexicans in that town. It was a good thing that Dobronsky is originally from Ecuador.

Finally, I had a minor emergency yesterday morning. The room I keep all of my stuff in is attached to the swamp cooler and during the night it decided to blow all the moisture from the fog into the room. It wouldn't have been a problem, except all of my paper goods were in there are are very absorbent. Most, if not all of them have the classic wavy old book look going at this point and i was forced to move all my stuff to the basement where I am more in control of the elements. I was furious at first, but quickly realized that it is still just stuff and much like a random hail storm there was nothing I could do about it. I saved the most important things and more importantly, I learned much from the experience.