Mood Ring Mama commented to me over the phone this morning that her friends, some of them commenters on this blog and others, thought I was hating my new life in Asia. Not quite yet. I think all of the grousing comes along with moving in general, although if I had moved to the 425 area code, not so much. New construction foibles are part and parcel of life in new digs. Compared to my entry to Brazil, this has been a breeze. That was traumatic even without the fractured ankle. If I only mentioned an overflowing septic tank after a storm, you would have an inkling of the daily hardshi*s we encountered there. Crapulous indeed.
Having said that, a typhoon is headed our way and I might have to eat my words. School is canceled for tomorrow so we will be eating popcorn and having an all family work party. Any bets on how the glamour house will fare after a big storm? I’d rather wager on a duck tongue ….