The last couple of days have been filled with job searching (for our move to Washington). In the past months this has been a daunting and disappointing experience, so you can just imagine my surprise when I found opportunities galore! I have found countless positions seeking Spanish/English bilingual employees, and I even found a position for a volunteer coordinator in Seattle. I am most excited about the volunteer coordinator position. Overall, my last few days have been filled with hope and inspiration. I have felt like I've made some progress, and I really have something to look forward to. I ask that you pray for me as I start applying for jobs.
Really not a whole lot of new stuff to report. I walked to the PX yesterday and I ate an ice cream cone in the food court like a loner. Then I just walked around and looked at stuff for a while, resisting the temptation to buy bags and shoes. Then I walk all the way back to the hotel. It's not a long walk, but yesterday was the first day of hot muggy weather.
Today there is no water from 0800 until 1600. They left a note on our door yesterday saying it would be out in the whole building. I didn't get up until 0900...so I have to wait until 1600 to shower. But where do I have to go anyway??
My mom has been very kind in thinking of me and she offered to let me help on a project so that I would have something to do this summer, seeing as getting a job (not at the commissary) isn't a real possibility. I am very thankful to have something to spend some time on and something productive and worthwhile.
Oh! I almost forgot about this funny little thing that happened yesterday! Just after E left for class I hear a knock on the door. I really thought it was E, because he keeps knocking instead of using his key when he knows I'm here. So I went to the door and looked out the peep hole. Only it wasn't E. It was some other person and they looked a little panicked and in a rush. He bangs on the door again and shouts "Dude, common!!" I backed away from the door and went back to my business, since it wasn't Ethan. Then I hear the door next door open and they leave. As it turns out, the person in the apartment right next to ours is in E's class! And apparently so was the guy that was knocking on our door! I wonder how many more times people are going to get our rooms mixed up?
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