I'm tired of my investigators not getting taught, and I'm sick of being sick. So the Mission Prez decided that it's best if I go home and get this whole thing figured out. Apparently it's definitely not anemia and I've never actually had it soooo pregnant lady pills aren't helping me out.
I have no idea what day I'm coming home or how long I'm gonna be home for but I don't plan on staying long. I'm gonna try to come back out as soon as I can! Even if that means getting reassigned in the states (They have TONS of Cabo Verdeans in Boston).
This week has been super interesting hanging out with my old comp in my old area here in Praia. It's been raining cats and dogs lately! And the rivers in the streets...let's just say that we missionaries will work in sun, rain, and poop hahahaha. Everybody was having such a party in the rua, shouting *TXUBA TXUBA* and cheering for us sisters and taking showers and pushing each other down in the nasty poo trash water.
A member felt really bad for us yesterday because we were soaked head to toe and so she made us eat her cooked chicken guts. With rice. Yup. That was....painful hahahahaha. And then afterwards some crazy man was chasing us in the street yelling *JESUS SAID NO!* in English. Oh how I've missed Praia.
I pray that I ll come back to Cabo Verde.
You would'n't want to go swimming in that lake
Me and the Pitts on our old stomping grounds