Yesterday, I woke up and clogged my toilet. I was like a mechanical engineer trying to find ways to unclog it, and through my ingenuity, I succeeded. With that being said, I will never ever use those colored pencils again. They are gone, going, gone. Just kidding, I didn’t clog my toilet, but I did have to flush about 50 times because my pee wouldn’t go down the drain. The lack of water pressure and the small drain are not best friends and are constantly at odds against each other.

I’m pretty used to life here I think. I know because the sight of cockroaches doesn’t bother me anymore. In fact, two days ago, I fumigated my house and a militia of cockroaches scattered into the open spaces and popped over like popcorn on their backs. I’d say about 25 came crawling out in surrender only to realize that I had poisoned them a few minutes prior. So, I grabbed my broom and swept them out of my house. The annoying thing is, the next day, yesterday, there were another 15 or so roaches that decided not to come out the first night. It was gross. I was happy for the entire day until I got home last night and spotted 3 more dead and 4 more playing on my cereal box. Damn roaches.

But I had a great nap yesterday. I think I can live on a farm when I go back to the US. I know this because yesterday, I fell asleep on some chicken feed yesterday and took a 2 hour nap. When I woke up, I was surrounded by little chicks pecking around for some food. But the cute thing was, Angie (an adorable and plumpy 10 year old) took advantage of my nap and drew me sleeping. I looked Chinese in the picture and my body was crooked, but it was really good. I’ll have to post up a picture someday.

I’ve been running more. I started about 2 weeks before I went back to the States and when I got back, decided to run everyday. Its something I dread looking forward to everyday. Its my time to be alone and run with my thoughts – and on my way back, I walk and talk to God. It’s pretty cool because I hear all sorts of different sounds that nature makes.

Regarding work: Yesterday, I met with my association that I was sent here to work with to see if we could make progress as all of our crops were lost. I also was able to speak to the woman who invited me and spent several hours with her, just talking life and planning new ideas. In fact, the bread business I helped start is now going to diversify – we are going to start breeding chickens. With the success of the bread business, other people now want to join and be a part of it all. So now, we have two groups that will be breeding chickens. This should be fun. I also taught a girl who lost 3 fingers how to use the computer. She is really smart, but unbelievably shy. I can only imagine what the kids would say to her. People are also awaiting my next course. I’m really impressed with how much interest people have in my courses – especially since the next one is going to be on relationships and marriage and I will rip the men a new one.

But I’m liking the monotony of things. It sounds terrible I know, but I’ve never been ’stuck’ anywhere for a long time like this. I have to learn new ways to have fun, new ways to keep myself active, and new ways to pass the time. A friend of mine said that she can never really keep track of where I’m at, but here I am, in one place, living life, doing what I do.

This was one choppy post.

One life. Taking it one day at a time to make it count.