Hard Workers

I got my gig set up today. Even though it's in the basement, the fact that I have my own office is pretty cool. I've never had one of those before. And I'm not the only one in the basement, so I'm fine.

I don't know what it is, but I do feel pretty legit now, even though I am not. I got my own couch in my office, my own desk, my own everything! A pastor's email, my own business card, etc. Everything! Though my office is really empty and will likely stay really empty because I honestly don't know what to fill it with. I barely even brought any books down and all I really have is a laptop to fill space. I'm guessing that as time goes on, I'll eventually have some other things that will fill the space that's related to somthing I'm doing; but other than that, I don't see my space being taken up.

During the afternoon, I got the chance to go out to a farm and ride in one of those really big things with one of the elders. Calvin farms some ridiculous amount of land and he took time out to let me ride with him in his tractor, so it was pretty cool. I know next to nothing about farming so it was nice to see how it kind of works. There is no way I'd survive as a farmer, I'll tell you that right now. His tractor basically drove itself, so all we did was sit in the thing and chat for a couple hours. Farming is not my thing, but if such opportunities come up where it's an outlet for me to get to know someone, I guess I'll sacrifice my own comfort zone to try to get to know the person better. Actually, yeah, I'll say it. I hate farming; but it's just me. Yard work already drives me nuts, so when it's yardwork times a million, yeah, no dice.  But this is not about me, so I'm going to have to learn to get out there to places that I don't like. I think that's the essence as to why I'm here for my internship. We're not supposed to be comfortable, because when we are, that's when we stop seeking God.

I've always had a ton of respect for farmers, partly because they work so hard and aren't even guaranteed a paycheck. After just one day, two hours in a tractor, I can appreciate their work even more. Props to them for what they do; I'll never be able to do it, I'd probably die.

So yeah, a pretty simple day one. Just kind of went to church and got set up. I have a temporary Saskatchewan number, so all the people that don't have iPhones can text me through that. Don't call me unless you have to though, I only have 50 minutes a month. LOL. Cheaped out on my pay-as-you-go contract.

Reaching me through Facebook is probably easier anyway. I am still so choked that the dog I live with chewed up my flip flops because my door wasn't shut all the way. Sad day.