HELLO mission fans!!!!
BLAAAAAH its hard to write stuff lately.
ya'll will have to pardon my blahness this week has had PLENTY of nothing to do but get used to living in Gig Harbor.
SO, as you all are probably totally aware I am no longer in Lacey! Which I kinda miss but thats just cause its was more rainy and more townish I guess. Gig Harbor is RIGHT next to the inlet! It's AWESOME!!! our backdoor LITERALLY opens up to a greenish hill that looks out over the water! Its amaaaaaaazing.
Elder Jones is my new companion and he's nice. He is from Utah. We kinda had a misunderstanding our second day in and we were kinda quiet towards each other till the next day.
We did a service project!!!! It was fun we had the job of pulling out the Toms Broom, which let me tell ya for a weed that stuff is freakishly THICK! The first ones were kinda just like stalks but as we went further down the highway they suddenly turned into small thickets with thorny vines. We symbiotically teamed up with them to form a defense, however they stood little chance against my wrath! That and we had what I call the EXCAVATOR or the X for short. It clamps down on the base of the plant and makes it easier to pull out. I used it grudgingly, preferring my conquest of annihilation to be more personal so I only used it for the really stubborn ones.
The night before Jones hadn't spoken to me. We had been riding our bikes and I was rather annoyed with him because he seemed to be OCD about riding and I told him that there were other ways of doing it than JUST being on bike (we have a car) but he liked to stop in places that we could have driven to THEN ridden our bikes. I get really anxious going down freeways and such. But what I said translated to him as, I didn't want to tract. I wanted to see people and he thought I was being arrogant thinking I knew better ways to talk to people when in reality I just wanted to walk sometimes instead of bike 24/7, so we didn't talk much till the project. Then he got quiet again and we went visiting members, asking me to pick people. I thought he was throwing a fit when really he was just wanting to see what I had in mind, so we were kinda stand-offish and miffed at each other. Then we parked it and discussed it out and finally discovered the real problem! Communiation!
I don't mind biking, but I don't like it to be an ALL day thing. I'm still learning.
I have no problem tracting or anything like that though. Jones is called 'white handbook jones' cuz he works FREAKISHLY hard... in some ways he is also a dork and also great guy. He has his awkward moments and he can be a bit arrogant sometimes. I think he's got a couple chips on his shoulder as far as other elders go. He's been moved around a lot.
OH!!!! anyone know who Dell Schanze is??? I met his SISTER!!!
Yesterday was a pill! Gig Harbor is nothing but HILLS near our apartment! On top of that Jones sometimes scares me as a driver.
We so far have a nice pool of investigators.... however our predecessors gave us little to no information about ANYONE, they had a list of potentials.... but no addressees! They did leave a TON of food.... none of which could be used as a meal EXCEPT for chicken breasts which is good. I tried making malto-meal but we have no measuring cups so I think I want some of those for my birthday (never thought I'd say that!)
So the Ward is FREAKISHLY awesome! They are very very very welcoming and were more than happy to say hi and shake my hand. THEN at the end of Sacrament meeting they called us up to bare our testimonies and I didn't really hear him. Jones was all like, (mouth wide open) and I looked at him, then up at the podium and was like, 'OH they must mean us!' So we went up and I said a couple things that made them laugh. My normal joke is 'My name is Elder Smart... don't let the name fool ya.' .... which unfortunately is getting really old.
and I talk a little too much.
BUT aside from that things are excelling, we met some of our investigators which was cool, they all seem really nice and I get along with them. Jones is quiet and has difficulty talking, so I am the energy. He's got 4 months left and he's still a dork, but a good dork. Well thats All I gots to say this week!
I will be sending my birthday list to mom who will send it to whomever wants it.
I have been rather irritated with me lately, the mission does things to you. It kinda tries to force you to forget everything, and I have been struggling a lot with finding the balance between who I am and the mission syndrome.
I teared up a little right before we left Lacey and I tried to hold it in and succeeded but it hurt REALLY bad, like real pain in the form of a knot in my stomach. I have apparently forgotten how to relax and lately my nostrils have been faintly stuffy which is a drag.
At one point I thought I lost my mission card but Jones found it. We kinda speak different languages sometimes. I was funny during our first district lunch.... but I don't know if people will like me. I might just lay back and doodle or nap or whatever ha ha ha.
As for the question, "Am I getting better at riding a bike?" YES, actually, do I like it? NO! But it is easier now that we made a couple adjustments to it... still hate hills and jones is faster.... for such a short little guy he walks FREAKISHLY fast! The dude leaves me everywhere almost. He knocks on the door before I even get there its kinda annoying.
Love,
Elder Smart
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