It is hard to get back into the swing of things when you have been away for so long. That plus Clyde being so sick that his recovery is moving along slowly. We have had 3 good days this week but ended up coming home early today because of a glitch in the program again. We were reviewing book #4 when all of the sudden it just spun and froze. About every 3 or 4 minutes, another page would be there for our evaluation but when we are used to doing the whole process in less time than that - it was frustrating. We finally shut everything down and will try again tomorrow. We have sore muscles like in the beginning but other than that - life is good.
Mads took pictures of us today doing our work. We will let you know when they are put on the website and you can see for yourselves (all three of you that read this blog).
Vanessa, a young woman that we were very close too, came in today with lots of hugs for both of us. She is a charming and wonderful young woman. She loves her new job but we miss her sweet smile everyday.
It was cold and rainy today. This is what it was like when our family came to Denmark, 42 years ago - on the trip that Marianne said she could never say was a fun experience - no matter how old she got.
We are laughing about how much things have changed in our lives in the last year. A year ago, we received our call to Denmark, and were desperately trying to find a place to put our stuff in storage in Kerrville. No matter how many companies Clyde called or emailed - we never heard from one of them. It turns out that we were not supposed to be there but in Manti. Everything fell into place for that location. Now it looks like we will have granddaughters in Manti, living quite close by.
This morning when I got off the bus, the bus driver tried to squash me. The bus doors don't pop open when something is in the way like they do in the US or like elevators do. You can end up getting really hurt on them. Today, I was stepping off the bus and there were 4 other people behind me, when the doors started shutting. I am bruised because of the impact but the other women that I have a nodding acquaintance with, started yelling at the bus driver to open the door. I was out of there before I was too hurt. Some bus drivers don't like to stop and don't like to open the doors. It is interesting using the public transportation here.
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And I still don't think it was a fun trip. I am sorry you have such miserable weather, but I am thankful you are getting better again. I love you.
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