I made a social snaffoo yesterday. Samuel, Ana's son, was asking me when he could come to my house. I feel like I don't have anything fun for kids to do here. Plus it is a long drive, so I haven't invited them to my house. Although my home is perfect for me, it is small to host Ana, her 3 sons and her baby daughter. I said that to Ana in front of Marlin. Ana has a very nice house. So does Marlin. But Marlin's house is one small room. There is a curtain that divides the sleeping area from the living area. Marlin, her 3 kids, and her husband share the space. I always feel comfortable there. I feel comfortable when I go there with a team of a dozen people and we literally squeeze inside. Marlin never seems to care how many people sqeeze into her house. She says she loves to have guests. And here I am complaining that my house is too small to host my friends. I need to get over that. I hope I didn't make Marlin feel bad. Hospitality is a big deal in Honduras.
Tomorrow is the general assembly for the church where we discuss the next year. This year I am part of the plans for the year to come. That feels pretty nice. I am doing stuff for La Tigra and for the church in the city. Yay! My landlord, who is part of the leadership team, asked me to talk at the assembly. I am going to make some notes tonight so I have an idea of what to say tomorrow.
My Aunt is doing well. She is moving to a place for physical therapy for the first part of the recovery. This will be good for her. It will be at least a week, or more, depending how hard she works.
This morning I saw that all of the roads down the mountain were under construction. There was only one way to skip the roadwork, all of which had one lane closed and was holding up traffic like crazy. I was happy that I know a few different options so I can skip the roadwork. I made it home easily. But there was no other traffic on the hill, which is very strange for rush hour on Friday. I think they were all stuck down in the city.
