I am waiting for my laundry to finish its wash cycle, so I figured I would blog for a few minutes. Google won't seem to load and the internet is so slow I want to scream. I am writing this in Word and will transfer it later if it wants to load the page.
I have been trying to load a cute video from social studies since 7PM
and the power keeps cutting off and on with glitches. This is my 5th
attempt to load a 1min video that says it will take 1hr 13mins.
I
started the load before I left for dinner at the Plankenhorn's. It
takes 15 minutes to swoosh around, then I have to pick up all the
clothes and transfer them to the rinse cycle part of the washer. I try
to do my laundry on Thurs, so we can all get our laundry done by the
end of the weekend. It usually takes a day or two to dry on the line.
Sometimes it is longer if it rains and the air is very wet. It's nice
to have a covered back porch roof for when it rains, but if it wasn't
covered it would dry quicker. This is a no win situation. The plus to
all this BS is that we live in the DR and no one irons anything, so
it's wrinkled from line-drying and that is okey doke :)
I
was just out there hanging them on the line when the power cut off
about 20 minutes ago. Pitch black took on a new meaning while I stood
on the back porch alone. I couldn't see anything at all. I had to
walk along the wall to get back into the house. My heart jumped a
little. I went to the kitchen drawer to grab my lighter that I use for
the electric stove and started lighting candles. Thanks, Baker, for
the Strawberry Cheesecake candle :) I love lighting this fat candle I
have that is the scent of Christmas tree. I took it from home in FL
because I thought it might come in handy. It makes me laugh. The
thing is a beast with 3 wicks, so I always light it for a lot of
light.
I
went back outside to finish hanging my clothes on the line, this time
with a flashlight under my armpit. I spoke to God for a few minutes
about the Dominican and what He is up to and how I would love to get
some quality sleep. I have been up the last 3 nights tossing and
turning in prayer with the Holy Spirit. I dont even understand the
words I pray half the time. I fall asleep, then I am woken up to pray
numerous times. God has all day to talk to me and He chooses to do it
when I am trying to sleep. I dont get it but I am choosing to thank
Him for whatever He is preparing us for. Last time He did this middle
of the night praying madness, He was moving me here. I'm ready.
Okay, I might be able to drain the water onto the sidewalk now.
OH,
did I say that the water smelled like trash today? It did and I'm not
sure why I bothered to wash my clothes in that, but I did.
Lastly,
the janitor was cutting some wood outside our classroom today and we
couldnt hear anything for a while. Kelsey just kinda yelled to get the
kids to hear her teaching. Our windows are metal and slant to the
side, jalousie windows. There is no screen or covering, and when
trucks drive by selling fruit it is loud and obnoxious in our class.
Today, the saw was out of control! There is no option in closing the windows because we would sweat to death.
I have already had heat rash a few times this school year and have
discovered a BRAND new smell to my skin (not armpits, skin) when it
sweats for a long period of time in my lovely, heavy polo uniform. I
find this just as odd as you do, as you read this.
Life in the Dominican Republic.
I
am totally complaining in this blog. Just let me be. Hehe!! On a
positve note, I had an awesome dinner and convo with the other RPC
missionaries here tonight and I'm blessed to be here...even when I
complain, I am thankful for what the Lord has done, is doing, and will
continue to do in our lives. Big things to come.
