Did this really happen?

This is my first post from my new place!  For the past 3 weeks I have been training in New York City with the General Board of Global Ministries.  Then my Dad and I drove half way across the country in 2.5 days. Yesterday we arrived in Davis, California.

This morning I took my Dad to the airport in Sacramento and then drove back to Davis and to the CA House.  Today I met a lot of people who do a lot of things to make the CA House work.  After I met lots of people and had lunch with a cool coworker, I met a few more people and then went to unpack my room and set it up.

I did just like they told me to at training, I unpacked and claimed the space as my own by putting up pictures and setting out my nutcrackers. I plan to hang my Sporting Kansas City scarf like a banner in a few days.  After I did as much unpacking as I could, I laid down on my bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up from my mini nap I thought, "Did this really happen?"  I had to think through everything that had happened in the past few weeks.  I have been to training, and I have been commissioned as a Missionary for the United Methodist Church, I traveled from coast to coast, I met my co-workers, and I moved in.

I really like it here, I like this town, this state, the CA House, and all the people that go with it.