Mid-morning Little Miss and I went over to our neighbor's to enjoy Sunday tea. One conversation led to another and it was 3:30pm by the time we left. It is amazing to me how God brings people into our lives in the most unexpected ways to us, and yet totally masterminded and planned in advance by Him. These dear friends have walked beside me for quite a few months serving as mentors, fellow missionaries, neighbors, and the dearest of friends. I count knowing them to be a blessing, and am so thankful that the next step for both of us leave us only a few hours apart. I see some road trips in my future!
This afternoon I started packing. Yes, PACKING! Next month, the month of June, I will move to my 4th and final house in my Ethiopian stay. The compound I live on now will be pretty empty and being a bit closer to town and nearer the missionary community brought on my decision to uproot one final time here. Missionaries who have headed home for the summer willingly opened up their house for me, and so I will wrap up my stay there. But that means packing up. The house I am in now (house #3) was my first ever home of my very own. Not many people get to say that their first house was in Africa, but I do! However, come Thursday I will say goodbye to this house, goodbye to life on the Tarapaza compound, and goodbye to the purple couches I have come to love. And with that I will be saying hello to my last full month here, hello to life a bit closer to town, and hello to hot showers! With 3 days and counting, Mission Move is a go.
Caution: this side note contains material that may not be suitable for those with a weak stomach or who have a strong aversion to bugs. The only downside to my day... I just found a cockroach in my chocolate bumbalino. Guess they really were too good to be true.
