I keep meaning to post, but there’s not really anything new to share. I’m sure there are plenty of things that are blog-worthy, but I’ve seen too much of the middle east for them to stand out much anymore. Guy driving in reverse down the road? Yawn. Seen that (many times) before. Big family crammed in a car sans seatbelts? Not only have we seen it, we’ve become it. We borrowed a car last night and my attempt at safety was wearing Camille in the Ergo and sitting in the back seat (less chance of getting thrown our of the car) since the seatbelts weren’t working. It was an improvement over the day before when the kids and I crammed in the back seat of the shuttle (a town car) along with a random man. Poor guy having to share space with the 5 of us!
All that to say that there may be some craziness in my day to day life, but I’ve become sort of immune to noticing it. Crazy has become the new norm. Also not helping: a general monotony to our days that doesn’t seem interesting enough to blog about.
1. Wake up exhausted from bed sharing with a baby who is all elbows and knees.
2. Run an errand on base — get hot, sweaty, and flushed from all the walking outside. Baby misses regular nap time and falls asleep in the Ergo on my back.
3. Back to hotel, baby decides 10 minute back nap was enough, spend the next hour unsuccessfully trying to convince her otherwise.
4. Kids all watch too much TV, which I allow because it cuts down on the fighting, at least temporarily.
5. Josh comes home and we have to figure out where to go for dinner even though no one is hungry but him.
6. Walk to nearby restaurant/schwarma stand/grocery store. (my favorite part of the day)
7. By the time dinner is over and we’ve walked back home it’s late (after 9) and Camille is overtired. She ends up thrashing around in our bed and fights going to sleep for the next hour.
8. I stay up too late — clinging to the hope that if I just keep changing the channel, I will find something great to watch. It never happens.
Repeat.