Saturday, October 27, 2012

"This is my mental breakdown"


It’s bound to happen sooner or later, right?

Well, it hasn’t actually happened yet, but this is a common household phrase used by Marisa and me daily. Literally there are so many things that could cause a breakdown at any moment, so it’s best to make a joke of it, claim it’s our breakdown, and have a good laugh about it. Here’s a brief list of possible reasons to use this phrase:

-  **It’s raining, you have no clean underwear, and now you can’t do the wash…
-  **You decide to lay down and take a brief afternoon nap in shorts and a tank top, and 15 minutes later you are summoned from a deep sleep by a neighbor and now must scramble to put on a tshirt and wrap yourself in a kanga while waking up to answer the door…
-  **You wake up to find dead grasshoppers on the floor in your room…
-  **You’ve lost 14 games of solitaire in a row…
-  **You’re hungry, so you decide to make guacamole, but apparently the avocados are bad. And the very few other vegetables that have made it to Thursday are also bad. So the dilemma is what to have for dinner when all you have is rice…
-  **Your ankles and back are consistently covered in bug bites (from what bugs, who knows, where I’m encountering such bugs, who knows, and why they haven’t gone away in a month, also no one knows) and they itch so bad!...
-  ** Flies…
-  **Your feet are never clean, and sometimes two wet wipes per foot isn’t enough for the amount of dirt…
-  **You realize that you left your house keys at school while on the piki piki home, but you actually can’t communicate with your driver to ask him to go back...(although by the end of my 15 minute ride, I was able to figure out what to say: “Simama, nimesahau ufunguo yangu shuleni”…or something like that anyways. Granted, it was too late by the time we were already home, so I just prayed that Marisa’s keys would open my locked bedroom door. My prayers were answered, although that says something about the security of our belongings.)
-  **You are stuck at school in the afternoon because of the rain, and the teachers tell you the rain might not stop for hours…(luckily it was only one hour)
-  **You can’t sleep because the bats in your ceiling combined with the frogs in the makeshift pond outside your house are so freaking loud…
-  **You sweep an aggressively large pile of bat poop out of your house every day, most of the problem being the ceiling tiles over our dining table…
-  **Your phone dies, but obviously can’t charge it at your house, and the next day it rains so the solar charger at school doesn’t work either…
-  **You’re riding on a piki piki home with all of your things after a wonderful weekend in Kigali (although you left your raincoat on the bus, so that’s gone forever) and Mother Nature decides it’s the perfect time for a downpour…

-  **Here’s the most recent use of this phrase, October 26 7:07AM: It’s Friday morning, and you wake up early to get ready for school. You look out the window and notice that the students normally running up the hill to make it to school on time are nowhere to be found. Then, you receive a text from volunteers in Ngara who say they don’t have school today. So you call your neighbor and fellow teacher to find out if this is true, and sure enough, he laughs and says “Of course there’s no school today!” like it was common knowledge. [insert stomps and frustrations loudly echoed throughout our house]. Somehow we missed this memo, but apparently everyone knows because even my driver didn’t come to pick me up this morning!!!….Seriously, how did he know??? This is one of those times that I just wonder, since I told all the teachers at school yesterday “see you tomorrow,” but apparently something was lost in translation.  This is actually the worst news possible though. Mostly because going to school gives us something to do during the day, and a long weekend in Muyenzi would be cause for a breakdown.  If we would have known however, we could have planned our getaway to Kigali this weekend instead and spent more time there! AH! We’re in the midst of planning a little weekend getaway now, so I’m sure we’ll come up with something exciting…but really…

On the brighter side, if we didn’t enjoy laughing so much, we’d be having a hard time of it I think. Finding joy in the little things has taken on a whole new meaning. I look forward to my twice a week bucket bath, the waves and “Good morning teacher!” from the little school children I pass on my ride to school every day, the daily delivery of fresh milk (which literally just came to our door as I’m writing this! J ), the view of cattle from our window as they are herded by our house come rain or shine, our Thursday night blogging routine, and of course class time with my students. We’ve made it through our first seven weeks in Muyenzi, and we have seven more before winter break. Although I’m sure we’ll continue to joke about our mental breakdowns, I’m confident that between the two of us we’ll keep each other strong. Just imagine how boring these stories would be if our life wasn’t so crazy…if I ever write a book, the most exciting parts will be when we’re on the verge of a breakdown, so might as well just laugh about it now. 

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