In Upland. It’s okay. I’m glad to be out of that companionship. This new one seems really promising. I have a lot of resolutions to try not to ruin it. It’s probably my fault I haven’t liked much of my companions so far, and I don’t want that to happen with this one, so I’ll make sure it doesn’t.
Monday: I don’t have my journal, and my planner doesn’t go back this far, so this may be rough.
Tuesday: Confirmed the design for our zone shirts. They look really awesome. We have them now. I’ll have to get some pictures someday. I don’t know. Man, i’m struggling to remember what happened this last week.
But, I know that on Wednesday: we had exchanges! I went with Elder Hancock (former AP) and Elder Facer. Elder Hancock is just 100% obedient, but Elder Facer is a bit pharisee in some ways. If you don’t know what it means to be pharisee, just think about what the pharisees did. Other than bully Jesus Christ. But we didn’t do much. We just moved someone all day, basically. It was crazy.
Shoot, that was Thursday. What did we do on Wednesday? Umm. . . . Clearly nothing significant.
We met the Taylors. Meaning, President and Sister Taylor, the new mission president and companion. I’ll let you know how I feel about him when I know. So far e-mailing hasn’t been cut down to one hour, so I think I’ll be good. We gave everyone their zone shirts.
Said goodbye to some people in the ward. Some other missionaries came by and we spent some time hanging out.
Said goodbye to everyone. It was pretty heartfelt. Especially with Brother McConnel for some reason. I don’t know why. I didn’t cry, but I almost did.
Shoot, that was a short e-mail.
Computer randomly threw its back out on me too.
Well, thanks for reading. I hope you all have a fantastic 6th of July. Because I assume it’s as special as 4th of July. 4th of July doesn’t sound important. When’s Independence Day again?
Elder Jensen in the hizzouse.