Spent most of the weekend trying to restore order to my little universe. That, and I called my Mom because I hadn’t spoken to anyone who really knows me in about a month.
It’s strange to be this far away all by myself for an indefinite period of time. I really have no idea how life will go from day-to-day or in the long run and that’s just how it is right now. All I have to do is take care of Mufasa, do my job well and take care of myself… oh and make sure my neighbors aren’t upset with me — which proves to be a bit challenging with the Swiss. If cultures are organized for something, this culture is organized for perfection. I’ve heard so many stories about people receiving registered letters with complaints about their front steps not being adequately swept or the police showing up because the dog barked and the neighbors called the police. This could get interesting!
So I am in my new house and soon will be hosting my first American guest.
