The work wasn´t so hot this week. My companion came down with bronchitis, so we were in the apartment from Wednesday morning until Sunday. He´d been kinda sick the last week or so, then woke up Wednesday morning just all messed up. Had to take him to the ER...hoo boy, they´re so stupid here. I got a little grumpy with them. Would have gotten grumpier, but I had my nametag on. Then the hospital was in worse shape than Benson´s little hospital was ten years ago. So we finally got him some antibiotics and had him stay inside for the rest of the week. He´s doing better now, though he´s still got a tad bit of a cough. Doesn´t look sick anymore, though.
Transfers will be next week, so I say hold off on the package until I know what´s going to happen. Most likely, I won´t be transferred, (though there might be some companion shuffling in Tarragona-Elder Close is really hoping he gets this Zone Leader spot that´s opening, but we´ll see), but you never know anymore. Things tend to be crazy. President Monson is pushing mission presidents to keep missionaries in their areas for longer than it has been lately, ideally four transfers, even five in cases, just because it´s too hard on the recent converts, but there´s been a lot of shifting with less time still.
Totals for the year weren´t very good. We fell about eighty baptisms short of what they´d been hoping. Haven´t heard all of what´s going to be happening this year, but I think they´re going to toss any kind of number goal for 2011. The whole month of December the mission just got slammed left and right. Lost roughly sixty planned baptisms, right now something around 15 percent of the mission is seriously ill(nasty stomach bug seems to be going around), our best investigator turned out to be gay... it´s just been a rough ending. Our area was one of the bright spots in the mission, but we tanked this week pretty bad. We´ll turn it back around, though. Long as there isn´t anymore sickness.
Yeah, we´ve noticed the holidays isn´t the best season to teach, actually. Here in Spain it´s not going to be over until January 7th. The 6th is what Spain really celebrates...the wise men day. You know, because the wise men are more important than Jesus...
I thought the booboo was too fat to fit under the fence. You´ll have to beat her with a stick, I guess.
So this morning I was finally able to go pick up that package. It got here the 28th, but I couldn´t leave the apartment to go pick it up. Thanks for the Grinch. I´ll have to do something with him as a joke.
Well, with staying in I was able to burn through all my books, and those CD´s. Thanks for the Joseph Smith one-Madsen was bringing up a lot of new stuff we don´t really ever hear about.
Fireworks everywhere but in Pima County? Pima County is always a bunch of fuddy-duddies. Unless it comes to weed, they´d probably legalize that.
True Grit not starring John Wayne is heresy. Did they at least leave Gene´s favorite line in the movie?
You could take some Germ-X and squirt it in his mouth when he curses. I don´t think it´d kill him-it´s just a little alcohol, right?
It wasn´t the rain-that little umbrella was a piece of junk was all. It broke the second time I tried to use it. The one I have now works fine. Little big to drag along during transfers, but otherwise it works. Sometimes I slide it on my bag like Sean Connery in The Last Crusade. Other times it´s my cane. :)
I haven´t been in an area where there was more than one ward meeting in a building, so I don´t know whether they flip flop wards here. I´ll ask Elder Benito later-I think he meets in a multiward building in Madrid when he´s at home.
I´m going to go relax for the most part today, I think. We´ve got to go buy a new stereo today-I´ve milked about all we can out of the clunker we´ve got now. We´re still trying to get the hot water heater fixed-it works when it wants to, and I´m sick of cold showers.
Love,
Bradley.
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