Our first day was finally over. We went back to our room and had thoughts of taking a shower. They were just thoughts because as of 9 the previous, the power was off and any shower would have amounted to know more heat than glacier run off. It would be a spit bath or nothing. Or staying up unti l 10 that night instead of going to bed then which was only 7:30. So there it happened. My first spit bath... I asked Kim to just get used to a locker room mentality because she was about to get to know me MUCH better than before! She would need to help me with rinsing the shampoo out of my hair into the floor drain.
We talked over our day, Kim called home, and we called it a night. We were both emotionally and physically exhausted. We were also hungry because the last meal we had was that pizza in the late afternoon. Vowing to do a better job with eating, time management, prayer time, journaling, etc the next day- we granted ourselves mercy for the things we just didn't have the energy to muster and climbed into our foam mattress beds and warm covers. Nettie tucked in with her new mamma. Thank you, Lord Jesus, for an amazing first day.
Left (Nettie and Mamma climb into bed. Right (My first shower)
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