Don’t Get Too Used to the Spinny Chairs

September 1, 2014

Well, last week was just cray cray.  We were trying to recover from transfers while I was learning what in the world I do.  You all know about my famous stress eating, right?  Did you also know that you can buy a slice of the best marbled cake in the whole wide world in a store right outside of the mission offices for just one sol? Did you also know that Telepizza has a pretty good deal on lunch buffets?  Well, I sure do. I think the practice of sitting on the floor at 6:40, trying to convince myself to do sit-ups, just won’t cut it anymore.

Elder Feller is one of the best companions I've ever had.  I think I've already explained a little about him. He's 23, he's from Buenos Aires, and he's been a member for about 4 years.  He is the only member in his family, but his mom is currently coming to church and listening to the missionaries.  He's a really sweet and humble guy.  We haven't had as much time as we would have liked proselyting this week, but the good thing is that we are working like dogs when we can. It's so great being with a companion like him.  We started a game where the person who initiates the lower amount of street contacts in the day has to buy the other a chocolate before coming back to the room, and it is funny how well it has worked for us to talk to everyone.  We are really excited to be together.

Ok, and I won't lie, the offices are actually really fun.  We live in a room in our area, so we don't usually sleep in the offices unless it's Sunday night, because we stay pretty late doing the numbers and/or eating devil's food cake Sunday night.  I live in a ward called Covida, in the Palmeras stake.  It's a really small area, and the missionaries before weren't able to have a lot of time there to work, but that's about to change, because Elder Feller and I have the easy office jobs!  Woohoo!  It's fun being able to open an area and have completely new expectations and habits.  I'm having a good time here.  Love you all, even if you don't write me.  Jerks.  Just kidding.

Elder Johnson