Today it snowed. Beautiful, heavy flakes, then light, airy ones which were followed by a rain that melted all the flakes. It is a strange sort of time in this bleak midwinter. February has been quite cold so far, but we are told (and it proved to be so last year) that winter turns to spring quite abruptly. The first part of March will welcome Spring. Fine with us.
With all the finding of apartments, we now have to do the heavy lifting - literally. Moving furniture out of and into apartments, deep cleaning and then doing it all over again.
This week was Västerhaninge. There are currently 3 sisters in the apartment, but they will be down to 2 with the transfers, this week. We moved them to their new apartment on Friday after several days of preparation. On Saturday, they spent most of the day helping us clean the old apartment. We still have to go back for last minute cleaning and moving furniture we can't use in their new apartment.
The original idea was that Olivia and Sister Hales would stay and put the IKEA wardrobe together while the Elders, Elder Hales and I moved the heavy stuff. |
When we arrived we found that there was still much to do with the wardrobe, so Elder Hales stayed and helped. |
Sister Hales and Olivia cleaned, boxed up items that needed to be taken to the new apartment and put things away. We were so grateful for their help! |
Trying to uncurl the new floor mat |
Elders Olson and Rasmussen helped with the big stuff, but also had to check out the kitchen. They scored a very large box of Corn Flakes and a few other items. I ended up with the Julmust. |
At lunch with the moving crew: Sister Hopkins, Elder Rasmussen, Olivia, Elder Olson, Sister and Elder Hales, me, Sisters Johnson and Anderson |
The sisters came back to clean the next day: Sisters Hopkins, Anderson and Johnson |
Sister Manning |
Elder Carlson |
Tore making the gravy. Who knew that the cereal drink mix would make the gravy so delicious? |
Adding the blueberries |
Shaving the white chocolate |
Table conversation was interesting as they talked in Swedish about things they didn't think it was our business to know. Sometimes they would realize that we were not chiming in and they would remember to speak English. "Vad heter på Engelska." "Hur säger man på Engelska." What is it called in English? How do you say that in English? I was surprised to hear that so often in their conversation because they all have a great command of the English language. I think sometimes, like us, they get tired of having to strain to speak in a second language.
There it is: short and sweet. Well, at least short.
We hope your week is wonderful. We are keeping Dawson Allen in our prayers and are grateful to his family for starting a Caring Bridge website so we can all keep up on his progress. They are so good to send us, and many other missionaries, letters from each member of their family. We know they are loved.
The meal sounds lovely. enjoy your spring snow1
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