Monday, November 17, 2014

Email Update 11/17/2014

Dear Everyone,

Sounds like a pretty interesting week for you guys. Tell Bishop i'll see if i can't track his brother down, and everyone else that i say hi.

This week did get cold for us, which was a little annoying, because we still have a bit to do with burning weeds---which is not going to happen, due to snow. I think that we are going to get a tractor out there and just drag the rest of it. Our service now is of a much more menial nature; we shoveled at least 9 driveways the day after it snowed. One of them was absolutely huge, and it took us a long time to do it. It was kind of fun, though; we had a lot of snowball fights with the kids of some of the people that we helped. 

One really cool thing that happened this week was one of the dinner appointments that we had. We went over to a family named the Durands, and had spaghetti (we have a lot of spaghetti...). She is a less active member, who comes off and on, and he is a nonmember, who has apparently met with the missionaries a lot in the past. He says that he really enjoys having them come over, and that we can come over for dinner whenever we want, though he did also say that he would rather not be pushed when it comes to the church. In his words, "I'll join when i'm ready to." I feel like, though it may be a while off, he will eventually make that choice.

Speaking of Bro Durand, I kind of made a geographical mix-up talking to him. I heard him say that he was from New York, and i was excited to finally have someone that knew city life to talk to (not that there aren't more people that do, they just don't like it all that much). So, i said that i was glad that there was finally someone from a city that i could talk to. However, immediately after i made the comment, the rest of what he said made it through to my brain; he said that he was from upstate New York, not the city. Upstate New York might as well be Idaho without the potatoes. So, they all started laughing at me, and i did too.

Something that has been kind of nagging at me on a non, missionary basis now. Over the past couple of weeks, i have been thinking about after my mission, and what i will need to be doing in order to make everything work. The problem is, after i did all of the math that i could, school is going to cost me around $25,000, and i'm going to need to figure out a place to live while i am up there. Then i started thinking about food, clothes, utilities, car, gas, internet, and all of that other good stuff, and i'm honestly a little worried. It's really just like before i went on my mission; i really have very little desire to grow up. The difference between then and now is that i know that i have to, so now  i'm just trying to get everything figured out. Something that Elder Riley suggested was that i find a decent pickup truck, and a smaller RV trailer, and live out of that until i can find something more stable. I'm thinking about it, but i keep trying to think of where i am going to get any cash to do, well, anything to live in. It's a little frustrating, especially when i think that i still have 8-ish months left before i can really do anything about it, before i even should do anything about it. I just hope that it'll work out in the end, and that it might leave me alone in the meantime. 

Well, that should about do it for this letter. Thank you for everything that you do, and for all of the love that you show me.

Love, Elder Stuver

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