I Got What I Asked For


OK! So this was not what I was expecting to see when our furniture was delivered. Let me tell you the story from the beginning. Since finding a house, Eric and I have been going through some culture shock. We have been searching the city for nice yet cheap furniture that would fit into our budget. Hounduras is a little more expensive than we thought. Last Saturday Roger came to help us purchase our things. That morning I was not feeling the greatest so he and Eric went to town on their own. (Don´t worry ladies I had already picked things out). Eric came home and said that the furniture would be delivered between 1-1:30. We got there about 1:15. We knew that they had not come yet.

Now imagine in your mind what is happening. It´s hot, humid, no chairs or anything in the house, no toilet paper, no water, I was sick and couldn´t breath, Eric was all worried they were not going to show up...etc. We waited and waited and waited and waited. Finally at 3:30 the guys pull up in the truck. When I looked down and saw the truck I couldn´t believe it. There was our new furniture. No boxes. Just ropes holding things together in the open air. Oh, did I mention that it had just rained? Needless to say I was ready to cry. So the guys started unloading and a pieace fell off the fridge. We still don´t know what the piece was because we can´t use the fridge this month. We couldn´t get it through the door. So we asked to keep it in the house downstairs where we will eventually move. Then they brought up the stove. It fit through the door but we can´t use it cause there is no 220 hook- ups. Don´t worry we can use our beds. Wait a min. When we took the plastic off the beds there was a hole in our BRAND NEW mattress. We´ve trained for culture shock but there are a few things you can´t train for.

I know this might seem like I´m complaining, but I´m really not! I asked for excitment and that´s what I got. When I was little I always used to tell my mom that nothing exciting ever happens to me. I can´t say that any more. Sometimes I have too much excitment in one day. There is nothing like being a missionary. I wouldn´t trade it for the world.

3 comments:

Jeanne said...

hey, why so many mattresses? This is fun...just like camping out....
I like your house, you'll be fine.
Just a few little tests and trials, it'll be ok....
Love ya.
Jeanne

Eric said...

These guys were delivering to more people. That wasn´t all our stuff on the truck.

You are so great! I would be crying by now. so who gets the side of the bed with the hole in it??
Sarah