Well it is the start of a new transfer, and the start of a new companionship! My new companion is Sister Rasmusson, she's 94 (inside joke) and she's from Sweden! Or Scotland... Depending on how much sugar and how little sleep we have had. Basically she is really cool and we have already been laughing nonstop. She is on her last transfer so I am
killing off another companion... I know, I'm a pro.
Sister Lee has now gone to Woodsetton... With the one and only Sister Woolsey! How funny is that! So that meant that I got to see her at transfers! And it's official, President will never let us serve around each other ever again. He can just see that we are trouble. ;) we spent the whole time joined at the hip. And for a little bit we literally were joined at the hip. But I'll tell you more about that in a minute.
Monday we went to Walsall for pday. Again. It was a lot of fun. We just spent the day talking and playing chair football and being stupid. And emailing a bit too. And taking pictures. When it was time to leave it was really sad cos we didn't really want to say goodbye. A couple of the Elders went home this week so it was our last day together. We got to see them on Tuesday though.
Tuesday we got to help out with Trunky night. This meant that we had to be at the mission home at 3pm. We cleaned all the dishes, helped get the food ready, set the table, played with the dog and then chilled for about 10 minutes before the missionaries all showed up. They were a little surprised to see us there but it was cool. And it was a lot of fun because there was a good group of missionaries there that I had served around and that had become good friends with. We stayed to help clean up and then when we were done there, we headed over to the mission home to take some pictures and say our last goodbyes to the Elders and Sisters going home. It was really sad to say goodbye but it had to happen at some point.
Wednesday was transfers! Again we were helping out a lot. We got to the mission home at 8:30 and we helped with setting up for the day and then the new missionaries arrived. We were in charge of taking pictures and then ferrying them about between the chapel and the
mission office for interviews and stuff. We had to do this whilst making sure that the trainers went to their waiting room and their companions had to go off and do some finding in the local area. (More help for us!) Then they all went in to the trainers meeting and we got to hang out with all the missionaries that were transferring or picking up their new companions. That meant that from the minute that Sister Woolsey and Sister Frandsen arrived, we didn't leave each other. Until they took Sister Frandsen from us and put her on a coach to Swindon! :( but Sister Woolsey and Sister Lee were the last team to leave. It was so hard letting them go. I miss Sister Woolsey so bad! I wish I could just phone her and talk to her!
Thursday was a normal day of proselyting and we had District Meeting and that was weird cos our whole district had changed and yeah, but it was cool.
Friday. Oh my, I feel like you need to read this next paragraph in a Scottish accent. I'll explain why don't worry. So we got asked to come down to the mission office to help start up the mission blog again and so we were like yeah no problem. The elders told us we'd just need to be there for about an hour or so. So we planned to go back to the flat for lunch then go out proselyting. We didn't leave the office until 5:30 that evening. We were running on a lot of sugar as We were snacking on chocolate and biscuits. We were so tired and so hyper all
in one that there was a lot of giggling and then somewhere along the line we started talking in a Scottish accent. And we haven't stopped since then. We were laughing a lot on Friday. And when we got back to the flat for dinner and weekly planning, we totally crashed. Like
absolutely crashed. Exhaustion hit us!
This meant that Saturday we were really tired but we were out being busy! Then we came back to the flat for lunch and I was completely out. I was asleep on the floor.
Sunday is where the fun really begins. Sister Gaffney got on a bike! Then got off and ran away... Nah just kidding. We used bikes! In the pouring rain. For the first time in the last ten years of my life. And I'm still alive! But I am aching all over! Like aching so bad! But it was funny. We went to a total chav area and we were scared about our bikes getting nicked that we had to lock them up in the funniest way. But they stayed safe and we had a good laugh about it. Then by the time we got home and had changed out of our wet clothes, we were exhausted. Again. And for dinner, we both slept. And woke just in time for call ins with the sisters and then our District leader.
It was a great week! Me and Sister Rasmusson don't stop laughing and we don't stop talking haha
Well I love you all! I know the church is true! I love my Saviour, Jesus Christ. I love this work!
I love you all!
Love Sister Gaffney
We have to keep these bikes safe!
Oh, love you Elder Rutter.
Elder Lowe thrusting in the sickle one last time!
GoodBye Elder Worlton and Elder Sioeli!