Wow. Okay. So, this week was normal (yeah. normal), then everything exploded this weekend. After companionship inventory on Friday, there was calling of STLs and zone leaders, and the next day, there was a call from President Bonham... Man, the craziness (is that how you spell it? That English looks wrong).
We had three exchanges this past week. That's a lot. Wednesday, we found out we could an exchange a transfer with the hermanas we live with, so Thursday we exchanged. I stay in our area with Hermana Bain, and Hermana Lyman went to Sedro Woolley with Hermana Brunsdale. That was all good, we got a new investigator that day. She's getting there, age-wise, and she's constantly in pain. ): Her son is the only member in her family, and he invited us to meet with her. She told us she's taken the lessons before, and she went to church a lot, and she's basically a member, she just doesn't see the need to be baptized again, as she was baptized Catholic as a baby, then in her 30's, she was baptized Evangelist.
Saturday, we had an exchange with the STLs, kind of. They had just started an exchange when we called them the night before, so Sister Holt (an STL) was still in her area, and Sister Ma'ake was in another area, so when we exchanged within their exchange, Sister Fishburn came to our area and was Spanish speaking for the day. I bet she never thought that would happen, haha.
Yesterday, we (with permission from the zone leaders, who had come by Saturday morning to give a blessing) had another exchange with the hermanas we live with. I went to Sedro Woolley with Hermana Brunsdale, and Hermana Lyman stayed in our area with Hermana Bain.
Sedro Woolley is so pretty! So pretty! It reminded me a lot of Virginia. (: Haha, at one house, Hermana Brunsdale was like, "So, we haven't met this potential yet, last time we tried, they saw us through the window and didn't answer." So we were walking up, and this man peeked through the window. We were like, "Dang it! Now they won't answer!" But we knocked anyway, and we heard him say, "They've already seen me! What do we do?" Hermana Brunsdale and I look at each other, like, what?? Why does he sound so scared?
So he answers, and he just looks terrified, then he sees our name tags, and gives this great sigh of relief. As he runs up the stairs, he's like, "Man, I really thought they were the cops!" We were super confused, then this woman said, "We just accidentally called the cops, and so we were worried."
Then they had to go. At the next potential we went to go visit, we knocked, and we just hear people inside scream. A girl about 12 answers the door, and she's like, "Oh, good. You're not a zombie. My dad's not home, can you come by later?" It was so funny. (:
So that was our week. We're going to play sand volleyball with our district today! I love volleyball. We played last week, and it was so fun. (:
We have interviews with President tomorrow. That'll be fun. We have to be there half an hour earlier than everyone else in the zone was told, so yeah. Fun fun.
Les quiero mucho! I hope everything is well with you guys! Write me!
Hermana Miller
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