Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Wait until tomorrow

Monday was a busy day, but in a strange way. There was a bunch of running around, and some things are coming together but not quite done yet. In the morning we were supposed to go early to the Institute so my wife could meet with Anziano Bellucci to work on his family history. He was in Cosenza last month when we visited during our trip to Calabria, and Dee has since done a bunch of research on his family tree. Earlier this month, he got transferred to Ostia, just outside Rome in our zone. She's excited to share what she has found and teach him how to do the research himself, and he's equally excited to learn. The bad news is that the FamilySearch servers were down for maintenance overnight Utah time, which is mid-morning our time, exactly when they had planned to meet. The good news is that she happened to find out Sunday night in time to avoid him taking the train into town for nothing. Similar maintenance happened a few weeks ago while he was still in Cosenza and they had planned to do it via phone, so the effort seems a bit star-crossed; hopefully soon it will work out.

We still went into town a bit early, to meet Signora Chirra, who owns a big vacant apartment on the first floor of the Institute building that we might be interesting in renting to increase our space. It has some real advantages, such as not changing address and making for a very easy move. We ran into her last week in the parking area, and she was very friendly and asked why Ugo hadn't been back in contact after she showed him the place last month. So we took her some of Dee's cookies (Peanut Butter Blossoms) and asked if we could go see it Tuesday afternoon; she said yes.

After that we walked over to the BNL bank branch to get some cash from the ATM there; BNL has a partnership with Bank of America (our bank) which avoids ATM fees. The credit card reader system at Metro on Saturday wasn't working, so most of the cash in my wallet was gone. Dee hadn't been to an ATM since arriving here, so she came along to see where it was -- about a ten minute walk, near the train station -- and to use her ATM card as well.

After that, we spent a while preparing for upcoming lessons, and I also edited some choir music in which the lyrics were really hard to see; I was able to blank out the old faded text and replace it with bolder text, making it much easier to read. Then I got a call from Vodafone about our fiber modem connection. They wanted me to try a thing or two. I was pretty sure that they simply hadn't physically connected the line yet, but sometimes you have to placate them to get them to look into things further. Thus, I drove home and did the tests they requested. Finally they agreed that probably it hadn't been connected (or that the old DSL provider had unhooked it) and that they would send somebody out in the next few days to fix it, supposedly with high priority. Fortunately, traffic was light both ways, but it still took a significant and unexpected chunk of the afternoon. As I was parallel parking here at the apartment, my phone rang. It was the shipping company for our new fridge, trying to set up a delivery time. I got a bit flustered backing into the parking spot while answering the phone via Bluetooth, so I said "hello" instead of "pronto", but we got past that. They will come Tuesday morning between 10 - 11:30am, before we need to leave for Taco Tuesday. So there's a decent chance we'll have a new fridge, working fiber internet, and running hot water at the Institute all within a week. Wow! I'm not counting my chickens before they hatch, but it is exciting.

Meanwhile, back at the Institute, my wife was whipping up some carrot cake with cream cheese frosting for FHE dessert. Because she was also giving the lesson, her plan had been to just set out some purchased cookies, but she has a culinary reputation to uphold now! She actually made a double batch.
 
 
 
 
She also prepared a very nice lesson on observing the Sabbath. She started with some fake news, stating that President Nelson had announced a new policy: a two-day Sabbath covering Saturday and Sunday, with church both days. The kids looked a bit stunned and incredulous, at least for 10-15 seconds, and then they started laughing. But it led to a good discussion about why we have the Sabbath and how it improves our  lives to set a day aside for worship and rest. My wife is wonderful, in case you didn't know.

Both the Ganziani and the Sorelle were teaching missionary lessons in the other rooms during our FHE lesson. Afterwards, we all got together to eat carrot cake, which was immensely popular. 
 
 
 
Afterwards they played Bang! for a while until we kicked them out at 9pm, because we needed to get home to move our fridges around. That involved unloading the back fridge and moving it up to be taken away, and moving our current (small) one to the back bedroom. It all ended up being far easier than I had feared: under 15 minutes of work almost all done by yours truly.