Here we are while still at the MTC. I think we were headed to a fireside in the building to Mom's right. It is used as a gym, but then they pull out the bleachers and set up the podium and chairs, and it transforms into an auditorium with great acoustics and a great sounding organ.
It is Friday, and we are recuperating from a week on our own. It went okay, but the computer programs don't always cooperate. We better relax while we can because on Monday the Missionaries going home come into town. They will have their "exit interview" with the Mission President, a final dinner at the Mission Home with a testimony meeting to cap off the night. (Mom and I are also invited to participate with these dinners). Then on Tuesday they are taken to the airport, and we are getting a new batch of eight missionaries that are picked up that same day. We will then conduct an orientation, have a lunch, and get them off with their trainers. It may not seem like a big deal, but with about a third of the other missionaries involved in transfers, all the apartment addresses, vehicle assignments, and cell phones have to be matched with the correct companionship. The "big deal" about it all is that the transfer information is kept real "hush hush", so we don't even find out about who goes where, and who are made the new zone leaders or district leaders until Tuesday morning, and by Tuesday evening, all the information has to be updated and complete.
If we look too relaxed, it is because it is 5:25pm on Friday afternoon, and we are ready to boogy out of the office. The reason we are still there is because at 4:55pm we found out that at the last minute SLC assigned us one additional Elder who will be arriving on Tuesday. Guess I will worry about their Medical Card and J.P.Morgan credit card on Monday. Good thing Transfers only happen every 6 weeks.
Aaaah, Yessssss! Tomorrow is P-DAY.