First Week On Our Own
This has been a pretty wild week. We didn't have the Romney's as a safety net, and we both wish we would have. It started off pretty well with a comfortable Sunday. Brenda fed some sister missionaries. It was neat to feel their spirit and to see their enthusiasm for the work. When we opened the door the next morning to go to work, we found that they had "heart attacked" our door. Very sweet. Monday went south from there. Everything that comes to me seems to be something new, and I have to sit and figure out how to approach it. With Elder Romney there, he'd just say "this is how you attack this problem", and I'd just do what I needed to do. Without him, I waste a lot of time figuring things out, and consequently, there seems to be more to do at the end of the day than there was at the start. Pretty much all week we were the first ones to arrive and the last ones to leave. Brenda seems to be doing better than I am, or at least she's not whining a...