Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Why my p-day was so crazy last week

So last week on Friday we got a call from someone asking for help moving. They weren't in our area but their storage was, so we contacted the elders in her Ward immediately so they could contact the
elders quorum, who can transport easily from zone to zone like missionaries can't. So we contacted them and was like, "alright they've got it handled" but Monday morning she called us again to make
sure someone was still coming. We called the elders again, and they said they texted the elders quorum and they never texted back.  So no one was coming to help her, and the other elder who are assigned to her area said they couldn't because the storage unit wasn't in their area. So we changed into service clothes and drove down there, calling our elders in our zone to beg them to come help us because she said she needed man power. Well, last week was transfers. And every elder companionship in our zone changed. So it was kind of crazy to ask them to come down and help with a service project on pday and transfer day. So they came for about 45 min, helped move the super heavy stuff, and then left. But sister Campos and I stayed from 11-3 and moved things down from storage and organized it all into the truck pictured here. I never thought I was going to die of thirst more than I did here. But it was great to see it all done and sweat worthy. So that's why I
emailed so late, because my pday was spent packing this truck :)


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