As soon as we approached the house from the main road, I knew it wasn't going to work. First of all, there is a new road being put in on the island, and there is an exit ramp being constructed VERY close to this house. Second, the hill that forms the "driveway" for the houses is incredibly steep. As in it's hard to walk straight up without bracing your hands on your legs steep. Third, there were loud and unfriendly dogs all over the neighborhood. The last straw was a huge white bushy dog behind a tiny, flimsy-looking fence only ten feet away from the house's front door. No, thank you. I don't want to be barked at every time I leave the house, and I don't want to listen to our neighbors get barked at either. So, we decided not to pursue the house further.
I don't know why I was so disappointed about not getting the new house, but to cheer myself up, I made up a mantra of the three things I'm looking forward to getting in the next couple weeks: "Cargo, Kitten, Car!" First of all, cargo is our surface freight, which should arrive later this week (we hope). Measuring cups and spices and new books, oh my! Second, kitten: There is an American woman here who adopted a pregnant stray cat and now has a litter of kittens to give away. Keegan and I have decided that we'd like one. We know that kittens are high maintenance, but what better time to get one than when I'm at home often and can give the kitten lots of time and attention. Sierra has safely gone home, and now we are ready to welcome a new little one into our home! Third, now that I've given Jacki her car back, I'm looking forward to getting one of my own. In fact, this morning I missed the bus I was going to take to meet up with Glenda and ended up walking into Okpo. The walk was good for me but took almost 40 minutes and would have been disastrous in unpleasant weather. So I am excited about having my own tiny little Korean car to get me around.
So, I don't care about you, imaginary dream house. Cargo, Kitten, Car!
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Kittens are magnificent. Last night I was crankily assembling a DIY bookshelf - a process that would have been dull and tedious, had not Pip treated each part, surface, angle, wrapper, and tool involved as World's Coolest Toy, and my every inept, clumsy, frustrated motion as a glorious overturn for play. Granted, he was a bit irritating, but he made the process entertaining! Also, on Friday morning I slept through my alarm. Let me tell ya - do not worry about oversleeping in my house. When Herman's hungry cries failed to wake me, Pip attacking my feet under the covers did the job. KITTENS!
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