One of our senior missionary couples requested a chair for their living room. We already sent them the couch in our family room. This time I offered one of the brown chairs which matches the style of the couch.
Or the white chair upstairs in the master bedroom. Since they are tiny people, we thought they would prefer this chair. Sure enough--this is the one they wanted.
We hauled it downstairs and had it ready for the truck elders to come and pick it up. Then we decided to save them a trip to our house and we borrowed the mission pick-up truck one day when we were at the mission office.
The next morning we hauled the chair in the back of the truck when we were on our way into the office for a morning meeting.
Now there's a void in the room upstairs where the chair had been. When Sister Baca texted that she was so happy to receive the chair, it made us so happy we had it delivered to them now instead of after we leave.
The other day I spent cleaning out our two closets in our bedroom. I got one closet all packed up. Now we have boxes decorating our bedroom. I should have put them in the spot where the chair was and then that spot wouldn't feel so empty.
I got all the boogie boards and beach toys out and washed all the sand off them so they would be cleaner to transport to Utah.
On the cleaning day where I was making multiple trips to the trash can, I discovered a dripping faucet by the side of the house. After the two floods we have had in this mission home, I was anxious to get the faucet fixed to eliminate any chance of more flooding.
I am crossing my fingers and holding my breath that we don't have any other big catastrophes to deal with in these last days we are here.
Any time we walk outside and I smell smoke, it brings to mind the time we had the fires nearby and had to evacuate dozens of missionaries. Please!!! None of that kind of excitement!! A quiet, calm exit strategy is my dream, hope and desire.
With our shortened 4-week transfer, our trip to Mormon Battalion rolled around awfully quickly. I was admiring the beautiful purple-blossom trees across from the Tequila Factory on our way walking up the street.
We have had such wonderful experiences taking the missionaries each transfer to a quick Mexican buffet lunch before touring the Mormon Battalion.
The restaurant has given us a big discount each time and they are always so kind to us. They have expressed how much they appreciate our business. It has been a win/win situation.
This time we took two groups with us--our two groups of newest missionaries and their trainers. We wanted them all to have a chance to go to Mormon Battalion before the mission boundaries change.
This sister wanted to get a photo with me since we were both wearing the same color.
The old-time photograph is a favorite among the tourists and also with our missionaries.
On the way home from Mormon Battalion, I help Glen make the phone calls to all the new leaders for the upcoming transfer. He invites them to attend the new missionary training meeting the next morning. This transfer we have five new district leaders and two new sister training leaders.
Former missionaries Hermanas Emily Wilhelmsen and Clawson
Glen met with a missionary and she had a very know-in-all attitude. It put him in quite the rant as we were driving away from that interview. I heard him say, "Down with my demons!"
That certainly didn't sound like Glen at all. I was wondering if instead of counting to ten or something like that to calm himself down, he was trying to oust the frustration from inside of him by chanting that phrase.
When I questioned him about why he said that, he pointed to the car in front of us. It made me laugh at the timing of it all.
We attended a baptism in Temecula of a girl from Japan. We have one missionary from Japan (far right) and he was assigned to serve in Temecula his first transfer. After he had been there for a while, Glen was going to transfer him somewhere else and then felt strongly that he should leave him there.
Shortly after that, this woman wanted to learn more about the gospel and our elder was the perfect person to teach her in Japanese. He gave a talk at her baptism and said, "Who would have thought I would teach in Japanese while serving in California?"
She was so sweet and made special sushi-type food for the elders. They were thrilled!!
We attended our last stake conference. It was with the Del Mar stake and they are always so kind and feed us between meetings on Saturday. Glen spoke in the priesthood leadership meeting. We both spoke in the Sunday session.
They sent us away with boxed brownies for dessert.
President Drew (Holly Eggertz's brother) and Sister Page were called up in stake conference to give their final testimonies before leaving to serve in Indianapolis. They are taking their youngest son with them.
I told Sister Page it was good practice for them as they will surely be called on extemporaneously on their mission many, many times--if it is anything like what we have experienced.
It was wonderful to see them one last time and wish them well before they leave.
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