Wednesday was looking good, we had gone to get a few things, and we were on our way back to the office when I got a call from President saying "You guys are never going to have to work harder than you're about to today." Now imagine this...Changes. Every 6 weeks we have "changes" where all the missionaries that have completed their 2 years\ 18 months go home, and everyone gets changed around the mission accordingly, baised on how much time you have in an area or whatever it may be. Anyways, lets focus on the part where missionaries go home. Next week, we have changes in the mission, However, President Chase told us that all the misisonaries going home the following week, needed to go home the following day. As in, it was Wednesday when I got the call, and they needed to go home THAT Thursday.
That's when the craziness started. We rushed back to the office, and President was there to give a little bit more of intruction. Our job was to take a 6 week process (the process to send missionaries home takes a long time) and turn it into a matter of hours. I had to make some very important calls to some very important people in Salt Lake and Guatemala to change plans and get everything ready. We had to do some divisions, so I stayed with Elder Cuevas in the office making a million phone calls, buying plane tickets, and calling stake presidents of every missionary going home, while my companion went with Elder Marcellino running around Honduras doing his best to find some way through the laws to send everyone home legally. We rushed to bring all 10 of the missionaries together, and President himself went all the way to the south to get some of the missionaries going home from down there, to help us out.
Thursday we were in the airport since 4 in the morning to 6:30 at night, just because of such short notice, those were the only plane tickets I could get for all of them to get back home. Then Friday in itself was insane. So yeah... You could say it was a pretty calm week.