My only real concern with this coming transfer is our lack of work. Elder M. and I struggled to find productive things to do. Our only lessons came from our one investigator who is now baptized. Which is fine, I can't control how many married students live in Pullman (she wasn't even a married student) I just worry that my new companion will be "number hungry" if so, he's is gonna hate this area.
On the bright side, now that Elder M. is leaving, I get the big desk and the recliner :) I guess there is a plus side to every transfer.
So weird, I just realized that I left out a couple things in my group email. It wasn't as uneventful as I was thinking. The first thing is that we actually have a new (potential) investigator! We'll be meeting with her this week. She apparently wants to be baptized and her sister is a member here in Pullman. Awesome! We hope it works out. Her husband will be coming up from Texas sometime soon and so we'll be able to teach both of them.
The other thing was something that happened to us and the Elders across the street.
On Friday night Elder M. woke me up saying, "There's someone at the door" He was sitting up in his bed staring into the living room. I sat up and listened. The doorbell was ringing over and over again. I asked Elder M. what time it was. It was 2:00 in the morning, The ringing stopped and then we heard the doorknob start to turn. Luckily we had locked the deadbolt before we went to sleep so the door couldn't open. There was a pause of silence and the doorbell started to ring again. We both just sat there frozen because we didn't know what to do. The ringing stopped again and everything got really quiet. We were up for a while double checking all the windows and locking the doorknob. I had to push the door all the way closed because it was slightly open.
We woke up the next morning to our phone ringing. Elder L., (who lives a block away) was on the phone. We answered and the first thing he said was, "Do you wanna know what happened last night?!"
Apparently, on Friday night one of the single ward's members was out drinking with his friends and they had left him at the nearby bar by himself. He first came to our apartment and tried to wake us up. After we didn't answer to door, he made his way to the other Elder's apartment where he threw rocks at their window until they woke up. They said that after he saw them look through the window he got excited and ran upstairs and started knocking on their door. They said that he was freaking out and telling them that he had no idea where he was.
They decided that they needed to drive him home so he didn't get himself hurt. In the car, He started telling them that he was concerned about Elder M. and I because we didn't open our door. At one point in the car, he started saying things like, "Who are you guys! I don't know who you guys are!" They kept trying to tell him who they were and he said, "Screw that, I'm outta here!" And he opened the door. They slammed on the brakes and he took off running.
They had to chase him down. And he kept saying, "I don't know you, get away!" Then they said "It's the missionary's"
He ran up them and gave them a big hug telling how excited he was to see them. They walked him back to his apartment.
We met with him at the institute building the next day. He had no idea what happened. Even though he thought that the whole thing was hilarious (in some ways it was) He apologized and is going to take the four of us out for lunch next p-day.
Yup so the other Elder's had a crazier night than us, but we were definitely a lot more scared since we didn't know what was going on.