Morning Traumas

Mentally, the mornings are always the hardest as I grapple with boiling the kettle enough to get myself washed and filling buckets. We have suspended the deliveries of buckets of hot water to my bedroom as I figure the kettle boils quicker than the metal one on the stove does. Feel a bit guilty though as I have taken their electric kettle away from them, which is no doubt deemed a bit of a luxury. Come to that, I now feel guilty I am in Jedone’s room when he is not well. I assume he is sharing with one of the boys, not sure which or if more than one! And as sorry for him as I feel I am not offering to swap!!


So the morning is usually when I have all the little conversations in my head (yep, it’s official I am now going slightly bonkers). It’s the time when I think I didn’t really sign up for this part of it and I don’t really need to wash out of a bucket to do my job! Then I also think I am glad I did do the home stay with Jedone as it made me appreciate what I have back at home (oh how I dream of my en suite and shower ). And of course if I had stayed in a B&B all the time I would have been sheltered from the real Zambia.

However, following on from last night’s power outage we had another electrical drama this morning when the hairdryer blew up, despite it being plugged in via a surge protector. Not sure if it had anything to do with the socket being overloaded as it is the only one there, or the fact that the socket is hanging out of the wall a bit! Anyway, once I got over the shock (i.e. screaming and dropping the hairdryer), I decided the world really was crashing down round my ears if I couldn’t dry my hair!! I mean a girl has to make an effort, even if she is roughing it a bit! Eventually Jedone’s brother appeared at my door, clearly not understanding the severity of the situation. However, I said the fuse had probably blown and he seemed to understand and disappeared off with my precious dryer. Wasn’t sure I would ever see it again, but 10 minutes later he returned and amazingly it had been resuscitated and was working again. Crisis averted at the last minute. Hair drying could resume and I stopped packing my case. :-)

Now that I have caught up with my blogs and let the outside world know I am still alive I really must get back to work!

Have a good day everyone!