Baby finds carrot under table.
Mother does now know how long it has been on the floor.
Nor does she care.
Baby is quiet.
Yesterday was a long, long day.
I waged war on the ants in my kitchen. It’s the same war I wage every summer in Paraguay. I always loose, until the cold winds come again and then they die. I’ve tried everything (cornmeal, grits, salt, pepper, etc.) I have not spread ant poison on my counters, that seems a little much.
I was homesick for somewhere but I wasn’t sure where that was.
I’m so done with culture-shock. (Except I’m not, which explains everything.) Honestly, this city we’re living in now is so different from Asuncion. I sometimes feel as if I’m in a different country.
But yesterday is over and we’re moving on to today!
Have a great weekend!