Another week, still no visa.
This is getting old. We are still
waiting, and have no idea how long it will be.
We had to move to the new guesthouse, and while it is relatively nice,
the sheets are scratchy, the kitchen is under-equipped and the wifi hasn’t
worked since we got here! The lack of internet leaves us feeling bored and
disconnected from life back home.
Everyone is feeling cranky and it just really sucks. And every day here at this point just sucks
us dry financially.
This is the point where I’m going to kindly ask you not to
tell me to look on the bright side... Yes, we are all together. Yes, we have
our new son. Yes, we are safe and healthy. I know these things, but I don’t want to hear
it.
Sorry, I know whining is obnoxious. I’m stressed out. I think Dave and Faith and Thomas are going
to head home, as we just can’t leave life at home on “pause” much longer. Of course, that has its own stresses; both in
terms of being here with Bereket by myself, and the eventual “reintegration”
when we get home. I kind of feel like it
would be easier for us all to be jet-lagged at once, but both home and able to
spell each other off, vs. Dave already being back at work and I’m on my own
with all three kids right off the bat.
I typed this up at Chilallo, and then went to visit Karen at
GT to post it. I’ll also spend a few
minutes on FB and try to download Faith a few more ebooks; man, that kid can
read!
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