Back to work

 Wednesday February 18. Back to work. I am glad to be going back. Sitting around the apartment gets old pretty fast.

On leaving the compound we saw the blind sister slowly tapping along on her way to the temple so we crossed over and I talked to her and she put her hand on my arm and I guided her to the temple. Good deed for the day. But did I do it because others might see me and think well of me? Did I do it to write about it here in my blog? Did I do it so grandma would think better of me or to someday mention it in a talk? Will I casually mention it in conversations? I am sure a part of me feels all these things. But I hope I instead did it because I could and it was the right thing to do. We worked til lunch and a little after lunch we finished the entire list done. Then the perpetual education people started training me to work on payments from the bank to the school or person. I understood almost none of it. At 4:30 we packed it in. We are trying to limit the steps grandma takes as she is in pain again. Looks like the injection didn’t work. The wind really blew, but no rain. Good day. The skyline picture was one of those where I looked out our window and the sun was setting so it looked really neat then it didn’t.

Love to all.

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