A more typical day

Well, we had a lovely interlude on the weekend - city electricty and cool weather. But today, it's right back to normal. Generator's humming, Tanya's sweating, stuff is breaking. It was nice to have a holiday from it all on Sunday. I was even inspired by the electricity and cool weather yesterday to make a big pot of tomatoe-pumpkin soup. Once again, using the pumpkin from the garden. It tasted so lovely and fresh... and the best part about it was that there were leftovers for tonight... when I was tired, it was dark, and I was hot!

I was also feeling really bad for our Arabic teacher today. Both Jackie and I were so tired - we had just come from a meeting with the Ministry of Education and have, well, let's just say an impossible amount of work ahead of us in the next few weeks! And then we went straight into our lesson and neither one of us could think straight. Poor Justin must have thought we were either really stupid or that he was a horrible teacher. He's actually a really good teacher, and I am enjoying our lessons with him. But today we just couldn't think straight.

After our lesson, me and Jackie both just sat in the chairs on the verandah, in the dark, too tired to even go and turn on the generator! Once the generator roared to life (thanks to some kind soul on the compound), and my belly was filled with soup, I felt much better. It's definitely early to bed tonight, though.

I already miss Zane, too. He's been rented out to the neighbors again to catch their remaining rats. Funny little Zane story, though. I've been training him to not use a litter box, but instead, to just go outside when he needs to, well, go outside. And it's been working really well, so far. However, when he went for a sleep over at the neighbor's house, I decided to give them his litter box, lest he have any accidents in the house. It just so happens that they haven't moved his litter box yet. And it also just so happens that they have a rip in their screen door.

So while this couple was sitting and having a very serious chat with their organization's director today, dear little Zane walked into their house through the rip in their screen door, proceeded directly to his litter box, did his business, and walked straight out again. I guess the little guy thinks he's entitled to an indoor bathroom, as well!