November 2, 2015
It seemed like the whole city of Yuma was dodging us this week. We had
so many set appointments, re-set appointments, and re-re-set
appointments, and we still seemed to hit less than half of those. We
would stop by, ask if we could share a message, they'd say now wasn't
a good time but come by at so and so time, we would, they'd be gone,
we'd stop by a few hours later, they'd say now isn't a good time, come
by at so and so time, and so the cycle continued. Pretty frustrating.
We also might be canceling English class until the spring time since
almost no one comes.
We only met with Misciel once this week since she was sick from work
for the other 2 days she had off, but we had a good lesson and a good
time taking about her baptism. I'll be doing exchanges with elder
Bingham for her interview, so that should be good. Hopefully some more
of these lessons go through. We attended the last quarter of the final
football game of the year for Wray, and that was also the final
football game for the kids in Paige's family after 18 years
of constant play, so it was kind of a big deal. They were really
impressed to see us there freezing to death knowing that we didn't
have to be there but that we legitimately just care about them as
people and as a family. At least we had that good note for a
semi-crappy week. Today we're going to beat, I mean play, Paige at
some pool, so that'll be fun.
Oh, my companion also dropped 3 toothbrushes on the bathroom floor or
in the toilet, so that was hilarious for me and frustrating for him.