08 September 2015

Three Things You Can't Possibly Care About But I Would Like To Remember

I have had these ridiculous thoughts in my head over the last week and figured it would be easiest to share them all at once:

1) Our toilet has been broken (in one way or another) for nearly the entire time I've been here. I've never put my hand in the back of a toilet so many times in my entire life. Also, there is currently a small spider floating (alive) in the tank of the toilet...it's been there for three days. I'm not sure if I'm more grossed out or impressed by his survival skills.

2) People stare at a woman driver around here. It took weeks for me to convince all of the kids that I know how to drive--and they still ask, "well, do you know how to drive that car?!" The other morning after being gawked at while driving down the street, I thought, one of the few places in America where it would be assumed that most people don't know how to drive is New York City, which is also, incidentally, the complete opposite of this town.

3) When I took my shoes off tonight and put on my pajamas, I caught a glimpse of my feet and thought, "I love that I live in a place where it's totally okay to have dirty feet and messy hair for days on end...and, even better, no one else cares!"

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