Let's Tear it Up!

Hey everyone! This week has been crazy awesome! I have been half-transferred. They split the L/P area and I'm now only in P-ville. I have a new companion -- Sister K! Our theme is "Let's tear it up!" I actually met Sister K. in the MTC; she came out a transfer earlier than I did so we are both relatively new. We both still have what we like to call the "Green Rage!" We're still on FIRE! So basically, life is great.

Quick story. They doubled two elders into the new L-ville area, so we gave up our apartment. They decided the night before transfers (Tuesday night) that they were splitting the area, so they didn't have a new apartment for us yet. We stayed Thursday night in the mission home. Friday we had an apartment, and Saturday we were somewhat moved in (without a shower curtain . . . but who needs that? ;) We're going to buy one today. Needless to say, being homeless was an interesting experience on the mission! The apartment we're in now is so nice, though. The mission supplied us with some basic kitchen utensils and stuff like that. We have a whole room for our office -- I'm not used to that much space! It looks a lot bigger with no stuff in it, of course, but we're missionaries. We're not in the apartment that much anyway!

Everything was all over the place during the move and it took a little time to put the apartment in order. There's a closet outside our bathroom; I opened it up to look inside and said out loud to myself, "Shelves in the closet." Sister Kimball stuck her head out of the kitchen and said, "Happy thought indeed!" I hadn't realized I was quoting P&P -- we both laughed and had a good time quoting back and forth after that. Needless to say we were a little rusty, but that is a good sign. I love Sister K; we get along really well. She was in the BYU 243rd ward (Norma's) right before I moved into it, so we have a ton of mutual friends down there! It's hilarious.

We're super excited to get to work. We've already made a lot of progress with the members and part-member families in our ward and it hasn't even been that long. I do miss the members in L-ville terribly, though. It's a hard transition. I feel like half of my heart is gone (which sounds dramatic), but I had to leave the families that I'd grown to love behind -- especially people like the T's, who I really feel I was specifically in that area to meet. But that's what transfers are all about. I guess I'm lucky to have only lost half of my heart.