= Sunday, the Relief Society President led scripture study today. The group tends to stick with the lesson outline instead of digging into the scriptures, but they're all doing their best to relate the scripture themes to their lives, which is good.
= Steph made cabbage "steaks" and we ate them while watching Don't Miss This (scripture discussion). Takeaway: sometimes, we don't ask for all that God is willing to grant.
= We had late nights at the office but got out more than we did last week. Monday, an analyst at Area showed me a way to research electronic payment history. I spent a portion of the day on lease paperwork. President Morgan and I wished each other a happy Veterans Day.
= As dusk approached, an Elder injured his foot while playing sports. (Mondays, they do mostly personal things.) With clinics closed, we drove him and his companion to the Teaching Hospital. At 10 PM, we brought them to KFC, and then they spent the night at our house. Bed by 0100.
= Tuesday, I retrieved crutches from next door, left by a previous occupant. We had understood the doctor to say that we might ask for an MRI at the morgue; so, we returned to the hospital. Today, we learned he had said "mall" [a medical mall in Accra], not the hospital morgue; we got a good laugh out of that.
= The pharmacist at the GOIL gas station found someone who had an ankle brace, that person brought it there, and she and the pharmacist applied it in the parking lot. Success. Then we drove to Abakrampa, where the Elders navigated a long footpath to their apartment. It's good that the crutches were available. Then KFC and office; we were home by 8.
= Missionaries or their parents pay the average cost of a mission. Wednesday, I did "pull prep" to top off missionary subsistence cards with enough for the actual cost of necessities and transportation based on where they live and serve. I made electricity payments. Steph paid a dentist by depositing funds in the dentist's bank account, picked up items at Melcom - it's like a large Dollar General - obtained items from a pharmacy, and bought a double box of pizzas at Pizzaman/ Chickenman. Home by 9. Steph cut my hair; no more "white girl flip" [grin].
= Thursday after a little time at the office, we picked up and delivered food for a Zone conference for a third of the mission and ate there with the Morgans.
= Steph gave a very active presentation that included modified jumping jacks to wake up the group; a very active imitation of what happens to a bug that ingests permethrin (death spiral, then frozen in place); how to use the spray (on outer clothing, every six weeks); and a short presentation on Malafan: an alternative for those have built up some immunity to malaria and don't want to take doxycycline. Then back to the office until almost 9.
= Friday, was a repeat of Thursday except that we picked up water as well and bought enough for two days (because I noticed that the water sachet place would be closed tomorrow for cleaning). In the middle of the second session, I drove back to the office to pick up a lease check for Brother Bright (Facilities Manager) to deliver. After conference, we worked at the office until 10:30; that became our date night. We relaxed.
= Saturday, we only needed to pick up food and drop off the check to the vendor for two weeks of food (Tasty Chef). The person who accepted the check felt it was too small. Looking at the paperwork I (!) had created but with fresh eyes, I felt that had probably withheld too much tax. We agreed that his boss would call me Monday.
= This conference was (naturally) a repeat of the previous Zone conferences, but it was held at the Bakaano chapel. Heading home, we bought eggs and bread to give to the new couple arriving Monday so they'd have them to start off with. Home, I made spaghetti with grated "spam", canned mixed vegetables, balsamic vinegar, blue agave, and a little sunflower oil. Good. I dragged the range/oven forward, leveled it on its wooden pallet, and scrubbed the range surface. Journal. 11:15.
To church
Apakto - Ɛye Nyame
[perhaps:] {I'll take it; it's God}
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