So this week was good. We had our meeting with president and three zones, so we didn't have P-day yesterday, so we have a half P-day today. I was wondering if the message I sent 2 weeks ago ever got to you guys talking about my patriarchal blessing because I was looking for it in my sent mail but I couldn't find it. Anyway I have questions about school, too. When do you have to start signing up? also, I was wondering if you could send me the sheet of all the classes you have to take for an English major. There is a sheet online that tells you all the classes you have to take every semester of college to graduate because it is going to be a little hard trying to help you guys sign up when I don't really know what classes I need.
Anyway, not a lot happened this week. I do have a few funny stories though. Here in Mexico, there isn't clean water, so everyone has their water in huge buckets. In one home we visited, the little 2 year old put a hot dog in the water bucket and they couldn't get it out, so they were kind of mad! Kind of a sad story, but still funny.
We got an investigator to church, and then when we were right in front of the building about to go in, she realized that she forgot her phone in the taxi. She went running after it and then got in another taxi to chase it...so close to having her there, and yet so far. Also, on Sunday our ward split! That was the first time I have ever seen that in my life, so it was really cool to be a part of it. The new Bishop is the guy who took us to the volcano, so he is really nice. Here in my mission, I have seen a branch become a ward and a ward split for the 4th time in 10 years, so there really is a lot of growth here in Mexico in the church.
Rachel told me that I need to sign up for classes this week, so I said I would room with her. It will be good because I don't know any of the housing and my companion said the place Rachel wants to live is good because there are lots of returned missionaries who live there so it would be great if you can work with Rachel to sign me up for housing.
Love,
Hermana Jones
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