Cleaning House
September 6, 2007
Yesterday was my short day at work. I always eat lunch there and then come home. Today’s lunch was sushi…not raw fish, mushroom. It was okay for my first Japanese sushi experience but I have to remember that it was school food. What I really wanted to do was go shopping but instead I had to come home and wait for the internet people to come and install the internet in my apartment. While I was waiting, I thought that I better get some work done around here. My apartment was looking pretty dirty. I have been so busy with work and other stuff that I just come in and throw my things down and that’s where they stay. You know how it is.
I first must tell you about my vacuum. It is amazing and I love it. I am trying to think of a way to smuggle it home but I think it would be missed. This thing is so little and lightweight and is on rollers. I drag it around all over the apartment. It has a hose on it too so it gets in all of the little nooks and crannies. I love to vacuum anyway so this just puts it over the top.
While vacuuming yesterday I realized just how small my apartment really is. I never really think about it because I am always alone here. The only person who visits is Tara and the occasional Japanese principal coming to give me something or help me with something (like when I tried to cook with gas for the first time and it went horrible wrong). So anyway, I was vacuuming and it was plugged in at one end of the apartment. I worked my way to the entire other end of the apartment-the FRONT DOOR- and never have to unplug because I ran out of cord. Here’s the kicker—the cord is shorter than the cord on my vacuum at home!
The internet people came later on. They rang my doorbell twice and spoke Japanese. I was told by one of my principals not to let them in, but to call her when they got here. When someone comes to my apartment, the security is pretty tight. You have to scan your hand, have a key or the code to get in, otherwise the glass door will not open. When you ring the doorbell a little camera shows the person to me in my room and I can talk to them and decide if I want to let them in or not. It’s pretty cool and very safe. One of the teachers from my school got here fast with a computer man friend to disconnect the internet that Tara and I had been sharing for the past two months…not exactly legal, but I needed internet.
After that was all finished I was starving so I though I would cook some dinner. I decided that tonight was a good night for tacos! My tacos were pretty good, a little salty, but good. I bought the seasoning, sauce, and shells from the import store. I got cheese and lettuce at the supermarket and I even found sour cream! When I opened the sour cream, it was firm, like frozen yogurt. I tasted it and it was SOUR. It is not the same as at home. I couldn’t eat it, it was way too different. After dinner, early bedtime. Ahhh, nice.
September 6, 2007
Yesterday was my short day at work. I always eat lunch there and then come home. Today’s lunch was sushi…not raw fish, mushroom. It was okay for my first Japanese sushi experience but I have to remember that it was school food. What I really wanted to do was go shopping but instead I had to come home and wait for the internet people to come and install the internet in my apartment. While I was waiting, I thought that I better get some work done around here. My apartment was looking pretty dirty. I have been so busy with work and other stuff that I just come in and throw my things down and that’s where they stay. You know how it is.
I first must tell you about my vacuum. It is amazing and I love it. I am trying to think of a way to smuggle it home but I think it would be missed. This thing is so little and lightweight and is on rollers. I drag it around all over the apartment. It has a hose on it too so it gets in all of the little nooks and crannies. I love to vacuum anyway so this just puts it over the top.
While vacuuming yesterday I realized just how small my apartment really is. I never really think about it because I am always alone here. The only person who visits is Tara and the occasional Japanese principal coming to give me something or help me with something (like when I tried to cook with gas for the first time and it went horrible wrong). So anyway, I was vacuuming and it was plugged in at one end of the apartment. I worked my way to the entire other end of the apartment-the FRONT DOOR- and never have to unplug because I ran out of cord. Here’s the kicker—the cord is shorter than the cord on my vacuum at home!
The internet people came later on. They rang my doorbell twice and spoke Japanese. I was told by one of my principals not to let them in, but to call her when they got here. When someone comes to my apartment, the security is pretty tight. You have to scan your hand, have a key or the code to get in, otherwise the glass door will not open. When you ring the doorbell a little camera shows the person to me in my room and I can talk to them and decide if I want to let them in or not. It’s pretty cool and very safe. One of the teachers from my school got here fast with a computer man friend to disconnect the internet that Tara and I had been sharing for the past two months…not exactly legal, but I needed internet.
After that was all finished I was starving so I though I would cook some dinner. I decided that tonight was a good night for tacos! My tacos were pretty good, a little salty, but good. I bought the seasoning, sauce, and shells from the import store. I got cheese and lettuce at the supermarket and I even found sour cream! When I opened the sour cream, it was firm, like frozen yogurt. I tasted it and it was SOUR. It is not the same as at home. I couldn’t eat it, it was way too different. After dinner, early bedtime. Ahhh, nice.
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