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Hey you. I'm so sorry it's been a once a month letter, and not twice, but life keeps kicking my ass -- and for better or worse, I keep getting back up.
Patience has never been a strong suit. Oddly, I spent my childhood waiting. Mom dragging us to every Thai event, legal or illegal. FYI: Gambling is illegal in Hawaii, especially on military bases. She'd make us go to all appointments as early as possible, sometimes as early as an hour before. My brother and I perfected the art of waiting in the car, at the dentist, in Chinatown though imaginary play and pure willpower.
So maybe I used it all up because I really hate waiting. Of course, this was before I decided to be a teacher and moved to the other side of the world. Thais are the kings and queens of patience and us lowly expats are their subjects. We must humble ourselves before we can pass GO. We must dig deep, reach within, or go bat-soup crazy.
And crazy has been my closest companion these days.
Other folks like the drama of crazy, but I've had my fill, thank you. However, since we moved to Lampang, it's been nothing but crazy busy and that's not my style. But crazy don't care, so I've had some hard days, my friend.
The school was not what I expected, and the challenges of cave-living (aka the new apt) have been more than I would have liked. As a result, I've been unhappily trying to hack through a myriad of issues because I'm a problem-solver not a procrastinator. The details are, unfortunately, way too much to get into, but the vast majority are work-related. Just know that I've had a few ugly crying therapy sessions with the hubby.
But the good news is, I think we've weathered the worst of it. Now, I'm sure there will be more hiccups, and maybe I'm daring too much to hope, but by golly, I'm going to get through this. I'll let you know what works. Right now, it's a return to stoicism.
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