only a little lame

I was trying to think of other anecdotes or interesting things to share, and was mentally complaining to myself that I've done so very little lately. This past Sunday in particular, I felt very boring because I stayed at my house the entire day grading math tests. But as the day progressed, I realized just how many visitors I get. I was visited by M Seagda, who came to talk about the ambulance repair grant, two of my girls' club girls, who dropped off a book they borrowed and asked for help on a presentation, M Drabo, my pseudo-dad, Leopold, the painter who's going to paint two of my rooms (seafoam green and yellow- ridiculous, yes) Marie, a neighbor girl/friend who came to do physics exercises, and my favorite vegetable lady, Pauline, who stumbled on my courtyard while looking for a different house. All unannounced, all before 3pm.

So even on days when I feel completely lame and isolated and never leave my courtyard, I still have visits from friends, neighbors, coworkers, all sorts of people. It's quite nice now that I'm used to it, and I'm sure I'll miss it when I go back to America.