A no-day day

Today I had training. I have been trying really hard to be optimistic about it, but in the end it's feeling the way it is: no weekend for me! :/ Still, there were some good things.

Training itself was hard for me. It just doesn't cater to my learning style and I was in a group where three of the guys HAD to be right and argued with one another forever. In the meantime I was trying to get some ideas in and some work done. *sigh* I was told to prepare a 35-minute demo and I did so. I didn't get a chance to teach. Which is fine so long as they don't have me come back next week for that reason. Luckily (mmm) Limor and Tom were also in my group. Nathaniel presented and then Limor presented and then the guy who was observing us presented. ... Probably everything would have gone much better if today weren't Saturday and I still didn't feel icky from my period.

I am grateful I got to see Limor, Allie, Saz, and Tom though. :) (Sorry, I'm so tired, I have cramps, I have a migraine, and I just can't think straight. I'm crossing my fingers that all of this comes out coherently.) I'm hoping that I won't be called in next weekend. It's more than pride now. If I don't get a weekend soon, I will scream. It was so wonderful to see Jake and Limor last weekend. At the same time it feels like I didn't get a chance to de-stress. I just need to do nothing for a while (well, I need thinking time -- it feels like I never get to think anymore, as strange as that may sound).

I just was, as I have been the past few days, all out of sorts. I don't feel like myself at all and it's very disconcerting. It's like I'm being carried about in a stranger's skin and the pain I'm feeling is because their skin and bones and muscles don't fit me. :/ It's weirding me out!

There was a ward activity tonight (pizza party) and I was all excited and set on going, but I didn't get a chance to go. :/ That's probably part of what I'm feeling. I wasn't free until 18h30 and it takes 25-30 minutes to ride my bike to the church. I am, however, looking forward to going to church tomorrow. I think it will really make a huge improvement in my mood and outlook. I read scriptures everyday but in a lot of other ways I feel like I'm in a bit of a spiritual desert. :/ I didn't really notice the small number of members in Argentina as I was always proselyting anyway.

Sorry if this post was weird/depressing/disappointing. I will try again tomorrow and will do better! Hope you all have a wonderful weekend! XOXO, A

Funny moment: I finally got a picture of it!:

The other ex-pats here call it the "Bistro de Crap" and when it's spelled that way, I can't argue! I haven't yet tried their crêpes, but with a spelling like that... I worry!