|Milk in your tea? Be sure to cut|
through the cream at the top of the
"pint" bottle they delivered today!
The "lift" was out of order when I first arrived. Not a problem for me, but a real hardship for the sisters in their eighties who had to take the stairs. What has been really taxing for me, I'm coming to realize, is navigating communication--the regular interpersonal kind. I am just not that used to processing so many different accents in a single day: Irish, Kenyan, Filipina, northern Italian, Sicilian... I have to really focus to keep up with the conversation. When the superior comes back to town tomorrow, the learning curve will go up steeply. (She's a Scot!)
One of the weirdest adjustments I've had to make involved technology. Not one of the four wifi devices I brought with me managed to connect to the convent wifi. Sister Mary Lou, God bless her, thought to check the IP address, DNS settings, all those techie things that ordinarily happen on their own. So I went in to each device, at each wifi network, and carefully copied those same settings (though I did modify the IP address). As you can see....it's working like a charm!
This weekend there will be a meeting for all the sisters of the UK, and a celebration of the Golden Jubilee of two of them. It will be a chance for me to get to know more of the sisters. Pray that I can start to get the names down!!!