A "Crazy" Week...

So this week was crazy.. again. We spent ALL of Wednesday walking around our whole area trying to find a new house for us to live in... no success. Too many people greedy and rude, screwing over the missionaries. So now were living with other missionaries here in the center, taking a bus to our area and back every day, having to listen to my companion complain the whole way... fun. Still lookin for a house, getting kicked out of your home sucks, I´ve learned.

On Thursday, we had interviews with President. FINALLY! I havn´t had interviews for a long time, ash! So we got there, Sister flipped out at us because nobody brought their area book (nobody TOLD us to bring it, so I´m supposed to lug 20 pounds of paper with me for no reason??) right. so... naturally... I flipped out at Elder Boyne, our zone leader, cuz they were putting the blame on me that nobody brought their books, until the Sisters showed up from the other district and they didn´t know either that they were supposed to bring it, IN YOUR FACE! I backed him into a corner caught in his own excuses, chewed him out, and he stopped talking.

Don´t call me a liar when I´m not.

Anyways, finally my turn to be interviewed... not much of an interview, more like 20 minutes of chit-chat with pres.

*how ya doing?* *good*

*keepn the rules*

*of course*

*keeping the commandments?*

* easily*

*how´s your companion?*

*he alright*

*still slacker?*

*yup*

I asked a bunch of questions, confessed my sins.. all of which were before the mission that have been beating my in the head for a while. Feels good after. Then we just sat and talked about the mission, about life, about the district. Fun stuff, I love interviews with Pres. Talked a bit about the miracle of forgiveness and so on.

Then after, we spent the whole day taking all the furniture from our house and taking to a member´s where it´ll stay until we can find a new house. We enlisted our neighbor and our street-rat friend to help us out. It was a good bonding time.

Friday, we had conference with President for most of the day. Awesome, as usual. Love listening to President talk. Afterwards he gave me a hug and thanked me for my great work *you know I love you son, keep up your work, I need you.* I thought, yeah for sure you need me, cuz after my group goes home you´re gonna lose half your leaders. haha. My group rocks.

Sunday we had to give talks in sacrament meeting. The night before I asked my companion *hey, remember, we have talks tomorrow, did you prepare anything* *yeah* then when he got up to talk: *so... yeah... I didn´t prepare anything for my talk today* ugh... idiot. He just read the story of Ammon... verse for verse..... he was the second speaker, only supposed to be 5-10 minutes... he talked for 20 and lefter 10 for me. aargh! The president gave me 10 more minutes to I could give a longer talk. but wow....dude...

Then later in the day, he asked me to sit down on the curb with him, and he started talking about all his sins on the mission, and how he wants to go home... how he´s already made up his mind and that I should give him the phone to call Pres. Well I talked for him a little bit, trying to talk him out of it. I mean... he obviously is suffering in the mission, and doesn´t want to be here, but I wouldn´t be fulfilling my calling as a representative of the Lord if I just said *Sure, go home* but it still hard to help someone who doesn´t want help. But I´m still throwing in my 10 cents, as well as the other elders here. Sad dude. Sad excuse for a man. Either go on a mission, or not, but don´t come back home a failure.

I spent a half our the other day trying to rescue a 1 Real coin from the other side of a gate that I had dropped. Shows how much the money is worth to you when you´re on the mission.

*I am the Hairless otter, and I must eat chicken... AHHOOOO!!!*

LOVE YOU!

Elder Webber!