I stayed, for the first time, overnight, at the J fam's house. It had gotten late, and there wasn't anyone to drive me home, so my friend asked me to just stay the night. I thought this was ok, but it turns out it was kind of miserable.
I am much more a creature of habit then I thought. When did I get to be this old and set in my ways?
First, I was in an unfamiliar bed, and that is always hard to sleep where you are not used to sleeping. But I did not have my aspirin and Benedryl, so sleep was even more elusive. I worried I'd end up with a second migraine. Then...my friend snores. Not bad, but if I'm going to listen to snoring I just as well do so with the husband. So, snoring made me homesick. Lastly, I am simply not built for sleeping in heat. In my bedroom, I always have a fan going. It was very, very hot, and I didn't want to wake Feda'a up fiddling with her fans. Then, I also had a 5:30 am appointment for a parent teacher conference. I could not have my phone on, because I kept getting texts. I was afraid that it would not go off, and if I silence it, I also do not get an alarm clock. When I would drift off, I would wake up again. Eventually, I left to go sleep in their living room.
I'm long. The couch is not. No bueno.
I don't sleep without earplugs even in my own apartment, so the air pushing squeaky doors around also was a problem. I did the conference, and then did not bother going back to sleep, since it would be light soon. Everyone in Jordan turns their homes into cages, and everything locks from the inside. I debated for quite a while about whether to just go and leave a door unlocked, or if I should wait. Eventually, I realized that my over shirt was still in my friend's bedroom, and so walking down the street in a tank top is a bad idea.
After only two hours of sleep, it finally was late enough people got up. So, I walked home and am going to crash as soon as my breakfast of spaghetti is done. It's the least complicated thing to make in my house and I'm hungry...don't judge! I'm out of cheese, so it won't even be very good.
Yesterday, I had a long discussion with the J family about our governmental system, and why I am not happy with our current president. It was entirely in Arabic, and I only needed a little help with a few words. Arabic is coming along well if I can have abstract conversations like this.
They, of course, consider Bush the worst president of all time. Many would agree. However, I liked that at least you knew what you didn't care for with Bush. Obama is smarmy. You just never know with him until it's too late. Mostly, I think it doesn't matter what I think, because my state will vote red, and I will not sway that one way or the other, whatever my choice. Mostly, I will vote for the experience of doing so out of the country. Probably will never have that opportunity again.
I am much more a creature of habit then I thought. When did I get to be this old and set in my ways?
First, I was in an unfamiliar bed, and that is always hard to sleep where you are not used to sleeping. But I did not have my aspirin and Benedryl, so sleep was even more elusive. I worried I'd end up with a second migraine. Then...my friend snores. Not bad, but if I'm going to listen to snoring I just as well do so with the husband. So, snoring made me homesick. Lastly, I am simply not built for sleeping in heat. In my bedroom, I always have a fan going. It was very, very hot, and I didn't want to wake Feda'a up fiddling with her fans. Then, I also had a 5:30 am appointment for a parent teacher conference. I could not have my phone on, because I kept getting texts. I was afraid that it would not go off, and if I silence it, I also do not get an alarm clock. When I would drift off, I would wake up again. Eventually, I left to go sleep in their living room.
I'm long. The couch is not. No bueno.
I don't sleep without earplugs even in my own apartment, so the air pushing squeaky doors around also was a problem. I did the conference, and then did not bother going back to sleep, since it would be light soon. Everyone in Jordan turns their homes into cages, and everything locks from the inside. I debated for quite a while about whether to just go and leave a door unlocked, or if I should wait. Eventually, I realized that my over shirt was still in my friend's bedroom, and so walking down the street in a tank top is a bad idea.
After only two hours of sleep, it finally was late enough people got up. So, I walked home and am going to crash as soon as my breakfast of spaghetti is done. It's the least complicated thing to make in my house and I'm hungry...don't judge! I'm out of cheese, so it won't even be very good.
Yesterday, I had a long discussion with the J family about our governmental system, and why I am not happy with our current president. It was entirely in Arabic, and I only needed a little help with a few words. Arabic is coming along well if I can have abstract conversations like this.
They, of course, consider Bush the worst president of all time. Many would agree. However, I liked that at least you knew what you didn't care for with Bush. Obama is smarmy. You just never know with him until it's too late. Mostly, I think it doesn't matter what I think, because my state will vote red, and I will not sway that one way or the other, whatever my choice. Mostly, I will vote for the experience of doing so out of the country. Probably will never have that opportunity again.
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