Thursday, January 3, 2008
Finally the end of a long day has come.
The day got off to a bit of a bad start by me being yelled at because I hadn't done something the way I was told to do it the day before...In actuality, I wasn't able to because my painting things had been taken over by the other two and they said what they thought they were told to do, and were sure they were right about what he had said, and so I said ok whatever and let them do their thing, even though I knew what I had been told. So that was a good time; then the day consisted of a great deal of painting. We were working on the kitchen, Catherine and I. We had done the first coat yesterday and managed to finish the second coat quite quickly and although we painted the wrong colour on half of the kitchen, they decided they liked it anyway, so we kept it.
We painted and painted and painted until lunch time, then after lunch we did the other half that we couldn't do beforehand and finished that an hour and a half or so later. My task was cutting in which takes a very long time in that kitchen because of all the various things here and there on the walls, but it was finally completed. After that we were sent to take care of the small bathroom in Leonie's room. This was also quite a task despite its small size; a lot of stuff to take out, and alot of things to cut in around too.
Oh I left out one important tale of this morning! A couple of blog entries ago I talked about the man named Dave from Builder's Hardware – the creepy man who wanted my email address. So he promised us all shirts from the store, in return for a Home Depot one sent to him from Canada. We didn't get these shirts until this morning. They came in a bag and as we were going through there was a smaller bag inside with a shirt in it. We all assumed it was for Paul, being the head hauncho and all, until Ryan spotted something on the side of it; yes it was a name, and can you guess who's name it was? Yup, it was mine. Spelled incorrectly mind you, but my name nonetheless. Sara. This caused me great curiosity, hilarity, and, of course, creeped me out. I took the bag, I opened it, and inside was a medium sized Builder's Hardware shirt, a waterproof case of some kind, and a Builder's Hardware cap. Everyone else recieved shirts. I was not sure why he gave a medium to me, but whatever. Moral of the story was as Ryan put it, “I guess it's not an out of sight out of mind experience!” I shuddered a little, I won't lie.
Anyway, side trail. So yes we finished painting the bathroom finally, and then tried to help Leonie put her room back together a little. Eventually, after supper, some of us left to go back to our house to change and clean up a little before worship. We made it about half way there, Stevie driving the bus, when we reached a police checkpoint. We would have been ok, except the bus' insurance and inspection had expired the day before. Ryan phoned up Paul to ask him and Leonie to come down as soon as was possible; Paul asked how much trouble we were in, and Ryan relayed that message to the man who had talked to us, and he responded, “alot.” “The passengers are ok, but the driver will be arrested and taken to jail overnight and will have to appear in court tomorrow.” Steve's face fell. He proceeded to tell us that a policeman would have to drive us home and then take the bus back to policeman. He then went off to talk to someone or other, and in the meantime we all had a minute of prayer for the situation. Shortly the man came back and asked us where we were staying, and Ryan, self appointed spokesperson went into a big explaination of where you had to go to get to our house, and then proceeded to say that it was the house that had been donated to the orphanage, and the guy just kind of looked at him like he was crazy, and then said something to the effect of, “Ok whatever man, just go.” And he waved us away, much to Steve's relief!
Finally the end of a long day has come.
The day got off to a bit of a bad start by me being yelled at because I hadn't done something the way I was told to do it the day before...In actuality, I wasn't able to because my painting things had been taken over by the other two and they said what they thought they were told to do, and were sure they were right about what he had said, and so I said ok whatever and let them do their thing, even though I knew what I had been told. So that was a good time; then the day consisted of a great deal of painting. We were working on the kitchen, Catherine and I. We had done the first coat yesterday and managed to finish the second coat quite quickly and although we painted the wrong colour on half of the kitchen, they decided they liked it anyway, so we kept it.
We painted and painted and painted until lunch time, then after lunch we did the other half that we couldn't do beforehand and finished that an hour and a half or so later. My task was cutting in which takes a very long time in that kitchen because of all the various things here and there on the walls, but it was finally completed. After that we were sent to take care of the small bathroom in Leonie's room. This was also quite a task despite its small size; a lot of stuff to take out, and alot of things to cut in around too.
Oh I left out one important tale of this morning! A couple of blog entries ago I talked about the man named Dave from Builder's Hardware – the creepy man who wanted my email address. So he promised us all shirts from the store, in return for a Home Depot one sent to him from Canada. We didn't get these shirts until this morning. They came in a bag and as we were going through there was a smaller bag inside with a shirt in it. We all assumed it was for Paul, being the head hauncho and all, until Ryan spotted something on the side of it; yes it was a name, and can you guess who's name it was? Yup, it was mine. Spelled incorrectly mind you, but my name nonetheless. Sara. This caused me great curiosity, hilarity, and, of course, creeped me out. I took the bag, I opened it, and inside was a medium sized Builder's Hardware shirt, a waterproof case of some kind, and a Builder's Hardware cap. Everyone else recieved shirts. I was not sure why he gave a medium to me, but whatever. Moral of the story was as Ryan put it, “I guess it's not an out of sight out of mind experience!” I shuddered a little, I won't lie.
Anyway, side trail. So yes we finished painting the bathroom finally, and then tried to help Leonie put her room back together a little. Eventually, after supper, some of us left to go back to our house to change and clean up a little before worship. We made it about half way there, Stevie driving the bus, when we reached a police checkpoint. We would have been ok, except the bus' insurance and inspection had expired the day before. Ryan phoned up Paul to ask him and Leonie to come down as soon as was possible; Paul asked how much trouble we were in, and Ryan relayed that message to the man who had talked to us, and he responded, “alot.” “The passengers are ok, but the driver will be arrested and taken to jail overnight and will have to appear in court tomorrow.” Steve's face fell. He proceeded to tell us that a policeman would have to drive us home and then take the bus back to policeman. He then went off to talk to someone or other, and in the meantime we all had a minute of prayer for the situation. Shortly the man came back and asked us where we were staying, and Ryan, self appointed spokesperson went into a big explaination of where you had to go to get to our house, and then proceeded to say that it was the house that had been donated to the orphanage, and the guy just kind of looked at him like he was crazy, and then said something to the effect of, “Ok whatever man, just go.” And he waved us away, much to Steve's relief!
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