Sorry to hear that you didn't sleep well Mom. I had a day like that this week, too. On Saturday I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. We got up super early to play soccer, and I just really wasn't in the mood. I find that the more I play soccer, the more bored of it I get. It's the same with any sport, I suppose. Anyway, that just led me to be a little grumpy during the day. Not in a rude way, but it was a really, really long day. I ended up getting a pretty bad headache and hitting the sack early. I wasn't getting enough sleep for the two days before Saturday, but I had really, really vivid dreams the last two nights. Apparently my companions and the zone leaders wanted to get up early to go play soccer, but when Elder Glenn called me to get up, I didn't hear a thing. Sometimes (particularly when I'm exhausted), I guess I just sleep like a rock. Contributing to that, I think, is how much I'm sacrificing and going without so that others can be happy. I think it's starting to effect my health. I haven't been able to
recharge on P day for a long time. Hopefully that changes this transfer.
Speaking of transfers, today we got the calls for another transfer. Wow! Hard to believe that it's already been six weeks that I've been here in Rockaway. I'll be staying here with Elder Glenn. I'm happy
about that. So far, all of my companions in the field have had two transfers with me. We'll see if Elder Glenn follows that pattern.
I'm glad to hear that you and dad found the time to go and see a Shakespeare play. It's one of the things that I regret most is not going to see more plays. I do remember A Midsummer's Night Dream, and how I laughed so hard that not only did I cry, but my bladder started to hurt because it got shaken up so bad! That was hilarious! And, of course everyone died at the end of King Lear! It's a tragedy! I actually enjoy the tragedy. There's a really good article in one of the recent Deseret News on the science behind Disney's Inside Out, that talks about how sadness isn't the evil people really think it is. Sadness is good. Overmuch sadness no, but sadness in and of itself leads to growth and health. It's a really good article. I feel like something like that is a little lost on dad, though. Kinda reminds me of Uncle Warren's story where he was tired of the good guys winning all the time, so he made the bad guys win. Pretty funny :)
It's good to hear that Spencer's doing so well. I can't wait to come home and get to know my brother again. As for Madi, she's growing up! I can't believe how much older she looks! I'm gonna get back, and she'll be going to Stake Dances and everything! That's kinda scary.
I also got a haircut today, and absolutely hate it. I'm never going to any of these local places again, because it is apparent to me that they don't know how to cut hair. I'm not sending a picture, but I'll
take one and bring it home to laugh at later. From now on, as long as I'm in NY, I'm going to Hispanic barbers, because every time I've gone, I might not have gotten exactly what I asked for, but at least
it looked good. This barber today shaved off my widow's peak. That is my hugest frustration. I am fuming that he took it off. The gap between my ear and my hairline is now between half an inch to a full
inch. It looks absolutely ridiculous! I am never going back there. The moment my hair is long enough to be cut again, I'm getting it cut, and at a Hispanic place. The only problem is that when my hair starts to grow back again, it'll look super funny, because it won't match the hair on my head. I am very frustrated about it. I just need to vent.
Well, that's pretty much it. Guess things are getting hard again. The final push of the transfer, I suppose. Next transfer should be better. I could always use some prayers, and appreciate all the support from
Elder Richard Brandt Hull
P.S. Thanks to everyone who has sent me packages, emails and letters. I so appreciate it. And Mom .... I prefer Oreos to almost anything else in packages, candy included. : )