We are back home--tired and out of sorts after our long 15 hour plane trip. The hardest part of the whole trip was our traversing Mexico City airport. What a disorganised mess that was. We were completely exhausted and all that didn´t help our humor.
I´m actually happy to be back and eager to get settled back in to Mexican life. It was wonderful to visit home but maybe a little too soon and too close to the heart to do it-- especially the part about visiting our home and seeing our old life close up. I had a hard time seeing Mr. G´s wife in our kitchen cooking on my stuff and rummaging around my cupboards where many of our thing still are. She had every right to be there don´t get me wrong, but it was just weird. Maybe I´m too territorial as Seb subtley pointed out--probably, yes. I need to develop a Siddartha attitude about stuff.
Seb had no problem with the fact that Mr. G was in our attic things and loaning out our tools to neighbors and whatnot. I did though because of course he has no right to do that. He´s one of those people who is generous with his things and unterritorial and I understand his nature but I was annoyed that he was being generous with our things too. I saw this all weekend as neighbors who are renovating dropped in borrowing stuff the entire weekend. They knew the house well and had the habit so much so that one neighbor just said "oh no bother I know where the tool I need is..." and carried himself on downstairs through our basement to our tool room looking for what he needed. I´m not even sure what he borrowed--didn´t even want to know.
Seb´s only beef was with the state of the fireplace but he felt we shouldn´t say anything about it because it would strain relations and he preferred not to do that with us living so far away. I can understand this but I still think we should say it nicely. I didn´t share with him the fact that I left a friendly note in my car for Mr. G about the things that were bugging me--the smoking, missing stuff and whatnot. I knew he´d be angry but I do feel the car is mine and I have the right to say something. It wasn´t stern just to the point.
Anyway, it´s very good to be back home in Mexico but maybe also good to check in on things in our other home. As hard as it is I think making our presence felt helps. And I love that Little S got to see his friends and speak lots of French. His declaring "no, no pas comme ca!" to a little Mexican girl on the airplane brought a smile to my face. Three weeks ago he wasnt ´speaking much in French at all. Now he´s choosing it as a primary language for a short while, cool. His dad was pleased.
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wow wow and wow. thanks for the advice for when we rent out our place. we will take out everything that we care about, charge a huge deposit upfront and get it all in writing from a notary. people are pigs when they arent in their homes, its some kind of animalist urge i think. sorry that he is being a royal hog in your house.
enjoy mexico while you are there! and try not to think about your stuff in france. hard to do, i know.
ps shrinky dinks are easy, just use markers to color the styrofoam and then put in a mild oven on top of a non stick sheetpan and watch them shrink.
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