Well, I’m staying in Stourbridge, so that’ll make six months in Stourbridge, just like six months in Swansea!
But I’m going to get two new sisters and we’ll be in a trio. Sister Koivisto is from Finland and Sister Prasad is from Fiji, but she is Indian. It’ll be interesting sharing one bathroom between three sisters who all need to get ready in the morning! I’m used to that with all the girls though. We had to get another mattress from the elders as well, because we only have two, so I’ll be sleeping on a mattress on the floor, which I’m totally fine with.
We’ll see how missionary work works with three of us. It should be fun! I think it’ll be interesting and a fun experience. We’ll see how it works; missionary work hasn’t really worked at all since I’ve been here. I feel like Swansea was my area for missionary work, and Stourbridge is the area for God to work on me. Obviously He still has things He needs me to learn.
So this week I went to my trunky meeting and we had to take a job preferences test, and then it would give us jobs that were good for us, just as like suggestions pertaining to what our interests and strengths were. Well, the first one on my list…Assistant Prison Governor. Yep. Yours truly. 👩🏻✈️ And then the rest of the 14 PAGES were things like that–prison warden, drill sergeant, probation officer, etc.
I was so mad! I was sitting there reading through the pages and I’d go, “PRISON WARDEN? PROBATION OFFICER?!!” And the elders would just laugh, but I was not amused at all. They said it just meant I was hardcore, but I still didn’t like it. Oh heavens.
I have a funny story for you.
This week on Friday we were in The train station at Birmingham New Street. It’s a HUGE station and there are lots of shops and stores inside, and I always see this one called Chocolate-something-or-other, but I’ve never gone into it. Well, Friday we had time, so we went inside, and I was STARVING, but the chocolate was really expensive.
We were on our way out and the lady at the counter hands out this platter of samples to us and invited us to try one. Well I wasn’t wasting any time, I was hungry! And I though a piece of chocolate would quench my hunger for a few minutes, so I took one and took a bite while she was telling us what kind they were. As we turned around and began walking out of the store I stopped chewing and asked Sister Price, “Did she just say ‘beer truffles’?”
“I think so.”
Just then I started to taste the nastiest thing I’ve ever tasted and there was no where to spit it out, no rubbish bins, no bathrooms, nothing. So I held it in my mouth and panicked because it tasted so bad and we scrambled out of the train station and razzled around until I found a flower bed to spit in.
Holy Yuck! I was so glad to have that awful taste out of my mouth. I had to buy a juice to get the rest of it out.
Dang Satan! He knows how much of a controlling stomach I have! Didn’t work though! Close, but still a fail! 🍫
Love you all!