more work

March 1

Today started out early. Bellita woke up at about 5:30 and started getting ready so I followed her lead. Normally, she tells me if she is getting up early to go to work but today she didn't say anything. I was totally ready to go and I asked her how I was going to get to the church. she answered that the didn't know but her parents were still asleep so once they woke up I would probably just go with them! So then I went back to sleep and about an hour later Bella Flor came into my room and said that they were leaving now and that once I got up I could just walk there alone. Well, because people had always told me that I probably shouldn't go walking around by myself so since I was already dressed I quickly just got up and said I would go with her then. We got to the church about 8 and that's when I had to do more physical labor it was all the things that I had to do earlier in the week. I had to roll tires, shovel gravel and dirt, and the grossest activity of all which was going down into the gross, disgusting creek and gathering rocks. I don't think I have ever been so unsanitary in my entire life. I was tired from earlier in the week and because of the early start I was grumpy. . .I just didn't have a good day. I called Gloria and made sure that I would get to come up to the base for the weekend. So then about 4 Delynn picked me up and we went to the base. I just feel disappointed. I came here expecting to be serving food to children but instead the feeding program has been discontinued because of all the work going into the wall. I don't really mind the labor I just wish it was supplemented with something else. I don't know how long the work is going to last. . . I just hope its not much longer.

March 2

Today I had a nice low key day. I was able to to sleep in (I slept about 12 hours!) and I just took my mind off things and just relaxed. I feel a lot better after talking with my mom and sister last night. They kind of talked me through it and helped a little with home sickness. I still am having a tough time. I am missing home. I miss being around a familiar setting with people I have known for longer than a month and being able to not have to monitor all my actions in order to make sure I don't offend someone. I miss being able to pick out the foods I eat. I hope in a couple of days I will feel better but today I just am a little sad.