My Weekend

Friday I had my first staff meeting. It was long, but it was nice. At the staff meeting we did some planning for the House of Joy reunion that was happening on Saturday. 50 girls and 20 kids were planning on showing up. "So, who should be in charge of the kids?" "Mike's good with kids, sign him up." Well, yeah, but those are all English speaking kids. A few other people volunteered and we had a team of five. Five against 20 is not that bad. I used to do one against 10 when I was in charge of the 4 year olds at my church. I wasn't really nervous about that. The thing that made me nervous was that we had to entertain them for 6 hours. I don't know about you, but I can only handle so much of the "let's all dogpile on Mike" game.

Overall, it went pretty well. We had a bunch of stuff planned, but it basically boiled down to just letting them play outside. My favorite little girl, I think her name was Emma, played on the swings with me for an hour.

"Something in Romanian."

"You want to play on the swings?"

"Something in Romanian."

"Okay." I lifted her up into the swing.

"Something in Romanian."

"You want me to spin you?"

"Something in Romanian."

"And swing you at the same time?"

"Something in Romanian."

"Okay, here goes."

*Screams of elation.*

I don't know what she was saying, but I must have guessed correctly. Another game that one little girl decided to play was the "Tell Mike she loves him while she kisses whatever part of his arm is nearest her mouth." I like this game, and if more girls want to play it, I'm not opposed.

Then, once we were done with the kids it was time to head to the three hour conference. We set up our table and prepared to talk to anyone that might be interested in a DTS. Woops, we forgot chairs, so we had to stand the whole time. Sunday was day two of the conference with three more hours of standing.

I woke up Monday, and learned an interesting thing. 27 year old backs were not designed to do that much stuff without proper exercise. My back and legs were so sore, that I just stayed in bed until noon. I'm starting to feel better, but there was a period there where I was praying for the Rapture. "Just do it Jesus. My old body is broken. I need a new one."

Week Off

Today I learned why nobody has given me anything to do yet. They want to give me a week so that I can adjust to things. That's a pretty smart idea, except that it takes me about that long to get used to doing nothing. When they start giving me things to do, I'm going to be used to the nothing.

I also learned that according to a common Romanian phrase, if you really want to ingest the knowledge contained in a book, you should lie on it with your belly. Haha. :)

I made it!

I had zero issues with flights. My flight from LAX to Munich was spent watching Super 8, and trying to sleep. (It didn't happen.) Then I spent three hours in Munich sleeping on the chairs while I waited for my flight. Then I flew to Cluj where friends were waiting for me. I loved how uneventful it was.

Yesterday was more exciting. I went shopping by myself. I was surprised at how familiar everything felt. I found everything I needed, and even got a taxi for myself back to the base. Yay, I'm in Romania.