New Apartment, New Experiences

Sometime it is necessary for change. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not very keen to change. I actually hate it but I do see how it's important.

We had a Sister go home early in our mission which meant that there was going to be a threesome 'drit' somewhere in the mission. When the mission president called us and informed us that Sister Robinson was going to be joining our companionship, we were both pleased. Sister Robinson and I had been in the MTC together for three weeks and it was exciting to think that we were actually going to be companions.

With the call from president also come the news that we would be moving to a new apartment as ours was way to small to fit three people in it. Exciting so far right, then we learned we were going to be moving into the Elders old apartment. WHAT! I don't feel I need to explain how boys and girls style of living and cleanliness is very different. Little did I know though how extremely different it was.

When we arrived it was a mess. The Elders were moved out but you could still hardly see the floor. There was junk everywhere and nothing had a home. I don't know how the Elders had ever lived there. We spent our P-day cleaning up the apartment and moving around furniture, by the time Sister Robinson arrived it kind of looked like a home, kind of. It took us a few more weeks to get it looking like a sisters apartment but once we did it was great.

The apartment was perfect and served us really well. Later on we added one more sister to the mix and so the four of us lived there comfortably with four beds, four desks, coutches, closets. It worked out really nice.

Moving is never fun, however this experience was really good for me as each time I was transferred from this point on I moved into elders apartments. So i wasn't surprised to find the same mess in each place.


mit freundlichen Grüßen

Jenessa Jensen