In Beijing, I loved living in our apartment. It was a relaxing place with an awesome view of the city (and of the mountains if and when the pollution was low). Here it is completely different, and I am so sick and tired of being here in this apartment.
The apartment building is very small...only 11 apartments, and I don't think they are all occupied. Anyway, every day they bring us breakfast (interruption #1), and if we don't set the breakfast dishes out in the hall, then about an hour later they come to get them (interruption #2). Then about an hour after that, they come to clean (interruption #3). Cleaning takes place every day...and every day there are no less than 3 people to clean our itty bitty apartment, and it takes them an hour to do so. After they finally leave, generally there are no interruptions until the afternoon. Then, if we have sent any laundry out, they bring the clean clothes back (interruption #4). About half of the time, they don't bring all of the clothes at once, so then about 30 minutes to an hour later, they bring the rest of the clothes (interruption #5). Then they bring us our cookies and bottled water (interruption #6). Then right before bed, they bring us the bill to sign for having the laundry done (interruption #7). Not to mention that I am tired of the cleaning people touching and moving my stuff around! Luckily so far (knock on wood), we haven't had anything stolen...however, they did take a newspaper clipping that I had ripped out of the paper and threw it away thinking it was trash. Anyway, you get the point that I am tired of living here and being disturbed all of the time. Just leave me alone!!!
Well after not leaving the apartment, after getting back from Beijing late Tuesday night, for 4 days because I was sick with a cold, I finally left Saturday afternoon. Saturday night, Steve and I went to a comedy play that reminded me so much of the productions of Conklin's Barn Theatre in Goodfield, IL. Someone at work had given Steve tickets to this comedy production, which at first I was reluctant to go, but in the end, I was happy to have went. First it got me out of the apartment, but second, it actually was enjoyable. The actors did a good job, and you could actually understand what they were saying.
Anyway, this will hopefully be the last week of apartment living. Our sea shipment has arrived here in Chennai. Steve has to sign some documents and turn over his passport and then hopefully it won't take too long to clear customs. I think Steve and I have decided to go ahead and move into the house on August 1 even if it is not completely ready. I am just about ready to go nuts here in the apartment...and the frustrations of the house...having the electricity go out because the generator hasn't been installed yet, probably not having internet, cable, and telephone will actually be welcome as long as I don't have to be interrupted 7 times a day! Or at least these new frustrations will be welcome for at least a couple of days before I am ready to strangle someone...but hey, at least I will have my own bed to sleep in and some comfortable furniture to sit on. I'll take it!
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Yeah Julie, it sucks having people bring you breakfast, do your laundry and clean your house. I don't have any clue how you handle it. If you want to get rid of them, send them to my house, I would love it!!!
Hmmm....constant interruptions, no time to self...sounds like life with children...oh, wait, but they demand breakfast, they don't bring it...they certainly don't clean up the dirty dishes...my team of 3 can make a spotless house look like a tornado hit in 2.5 seconds...they demand cookies every afternoon (and morning and night)...they only create laundry as they change clothes at least twice a day (more if they play in the slip and slide)...they touch and move all my stuff...and they barge in without knocking no matter where I am. All this, and I have to feed, dress and educate them too!! Hmmm...send your interruptions my way...I could use them too!!!!
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