Okay, one day, someone is going to think that joke is funny.
Yes, it is another rainy day here in Northern Ireland. There's a weird thing about the rain here, though. It's not that it isn't wet, but it isn't normal rain. Or maybe it is normal rain and Oklahoma rain is abnormal.
The density and consistency is off somehow, as if they were dew drops instead of rain drops and falling at the speed of snowflakes. But thicker than a snowfall.
If you were to take an evening stroll in the midwest and it began to rain, you'd be soaked quickly and thoroughly. Not so here. You'd be very damp.
Because rainy days can be a wee bit depressing (yes, rain is lovely. I quite enjoy it. Days on end of rain, however...), I am keeping myself as busy as possible.
Yesterday and today have been spent organizing, writing, and reading.
"My, Jamie, what tidy linen closets you have!"
"All the better to appropriately outfit you with clean sheets and towels, my dear."
In addition, I've been spending time journalling and translating a chapter or so each day of the New Testament from French to English. Don't be impressed. My French is, in a general sense, very poor.
I love the way the scriptures unlock like little puzzle pieces (mixed metaphor. I'm okay with it) with the help of my dictionary. And I can't cheat if I happen to already know the scripture because it's worded in such a way as to make phrases I've read so many hundreds of times look new again.
Don't worry, I'm reading as well. This time I'm onto the autobiography of Maria Von Trapp of The Sound of Music fame. What a woman. And to think I supposed her to be fictional...
Well, that's about all for my rainy today. Don't mind me here as I wile away the rest of my afternoon in the sitting room with my cuppa tea, watching the awkward rain soak all of outside.
*Tomorrow international orientation begins! I am both totally floored and so anxious that I want to crawl under a couch and hide*
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