America Day

Gatineau from Ottawa

Dear all,

Another week down and not many left to go. This Saturday will by my last transfer call in the mission. As someone who really hates the kind of stress a transfer call can bring, I am incredibly excited to not have that to worry about. They always turn out just like they need to, but waiting for them is often very unpleasant.

In other news, I had a grand old expat Fourth of July this week. We had our weekly district council on the fourth, and all of us Americans in the district convinced Elder Surette to let us sing "the Star-spangled Banner" as our opening hymn. It was very entertaining just because of how uncomfortable he looked singing it. In the evening, our bishop invited us over for his son's birthday party (they are all very Canadian) and they fed us burgers and ice-cream by happy coincidence. It was very delightful and convenient for me.

In other news, we did very poorly in terms of finding new people to teach last week. We found a lot of new people who were interested in meeting, but for one reason or another, we weren't able to schedule an appointment with them right away (the only reason this is unfortunate is because it means we didn't get to count them in our weekly numbers and it's kind of depressing to report all zeros). Yesterday, however, we called back many of the people we had met the week before and schedule appointments with them (which makes them count for this week) and then we found a couple more new people. It made us feel better about our progress in the area. It was a bureaucratic miracle.

We deep cleaned our apartment yesterday so that we could get it pre-treated for bugs.I always find it fun to tear apartments apart to clean them. We didn't find anything too terrible in this apartment, and now there's nothing terrible at all. And, even better, we do not have bed bugs and hopefully never will. 

I have to get a hair cut today, so that's the extent of our P-day activities. A member named Frère Morin offered to cut my hair and feed us dinner. 2fur1.

Love you all, 

Elder Hadden