When in Doubt, Burn Something

Dato was feeling vexed so I brought her to sit with me. She stared into the yard pensively and silently for half an hour then asked to be put down. Allllright.
I spent the weekend working trying to get the house ready for the trainees visiting Tuesday. I’m not sure just how much I accomplished, though.
My students George and Fredrick snuck up and brushed the rest of the yard while I was still sleeping yesterday and it looked great but there was grass everywhere. I raked it into piles and tried to burn it but it was still too green and I smoked the whole neighborhood. Then I tried to clean Krista’s room for them, deciding that would be more comfortable than making someone sleep in the creepy room. I swept and moped and scrubbed and I guess it looks better but I’m still worried they’ll think it’s dirty. Then again, they have to get used to Liberia sooner or later…
I’m both excited and nervous to have them come. It is a lot of pressure to be the first volunteer they meet. Unintentionally they will think of me, my house, and my school as they go through training and start imagining their service.
I hope, for the sake of all of us, it’s a good one.
Creepy room?
Just like it sounds. One of the bedrooms has an “African safe” in it and, well, Krista and I always thought it was creepy… like you’d open it and find things you shouldn’t find in a bedroom.
(Six months in I got brave and found only trash.)
So that’s what we called it. It was that or the poop room. I’ll let you figure that one out 😉
Glad you only found trash in the wall hole. I recall the other places you lived here where you thought and/or witnessed insects and other critters coming out of them!