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Thursday
Apr292010
And the results are...
April 29, 2010
Almost unanimously fitted!
(By the way, I'm not planning to buy any sheets or anything; upon being reintroduced to fitted sheets, I got all philosophical and needed to know what you thought, that's all.)
I was surprised, to be honest. I thought it would be a little more balanced, that more people would be on the side of flat.
I think I like fitted sheets here, where there is more cupboard space and you can ball them up if you want to, or do that fancy corner tuck thing if you want to. But in India, where I have one tiny shelf for all our sheets, I like them flat. They have to be really big though, so there is enough to tuck under the mattress, and they stay put. But I usually end up shaking them off and retucking them every day anyways, because of the sand. (It sticks! Even if I get it off of me, it's on my feet again from the floor! There is sand everywhere. EVERYWHERE!)
I am reminded everyday that India is just so different from here. Things that work here don't work the same way there. And vice versa. It is part of the beauty of letting go, to just let things be different, without so much regret.
Today I finally got the registration tags for my van, and when I took it to put fuel in it, I had a mind blank! Where was the latch that released the fuel door thingy?
I couldn't find it anywhere. The gas attendant had a go. He couldn't find it. Then this guy got off his motorcycle and looked all around the van interior. And another guy. And one guy shouted instructions from the side. And I pulled out the manual. Finally the motorcycle guy said, "I'm just going to walk away from this situation," but it was okay, because a few minutes later I found it. Whew.
(By the way, I'm not planning to buy any sheets or anything; upon being reintroduced to fitted sheets, I got all philosophical and needed to know what you thought, that's all.)
I was surprised, to be honest. I thought it would be a little more balanced, that more people would be on the side of flat.
I think I like fitted sheets here, where there is more cupboard space and you can ball them up if you want to, or do that fancy corner tuck thing if you want to. But in India, where I have one tiny shelf for all our sheets, I like them flat. They have to be really big though, so there is enough to tuck under the mattress, and they stay put. But I usually end up shaking them off and retucking them every day anyways, because of the sand. (It sticks! Even if I get it off of me, it's on my feet again from the floor! There is sand everywhere. EVERYWHERE!)
I am reminded everyday that India is just so different from here. Things that work here don't work the same way there. And vice versa. It is part of the beauty of letting go, to just let things be different, without so much regret.
Today I finally got the registration tags for my van, and when I took it to put fuel in it, I had a mind blank! Where was the latch that released the fuel door thingy?
I couldn't find it anywhere. The gas attendant had a go. He couldn't find it. Then this guy got off his motorcycle and looked all around the van interior. And another guy. And one guy shouted instructions from the side. And I pulled out the manual. Finally the motorcycle guy said, "I'm just going to walk away from this situation," but it was okay, because a few minutes later I found it. Whew.
Reader Comments (10)
I'm impressed that it took you two years to forget where that latch was! It used to happen to me on what felt like a weekly basis.
How refreshing that all the people helping you were speaking your language! Sometimes I don't even realize the amount of added stress to a small situation when I am working so hard to understand and communicate.
So, where are you driving to these days?
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that had to feel so validating when no one else could figure it out either!
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I once rented an SUV and when I tried to fill it up before returning I couldn't find the tank cover release switch. My brother and I both searched for a long time before asking someone for help--they located it under the arm rest of the door! Crazy! I think car makers sit in their design meetings and come up with ways to confuse people...
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Oh, and the sand and grit. So well I know it. I think it also filters in through openings in the walls. We can hardly get our bed grit free despite our best efforts.
Four different men weighing in on the situation... Sounds like India to me ;)
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LOL
That is so funny and weird. Was the motorcycle man dressed in leather. He was in my visual.
I wanted to give you the beautiful blogger award, although your a .com. I always find inspiration at you place. Thanks for always sharing!!!!
http://akereshabayis.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-blogger-award-what-is-mother.html
xoxoxo
Angelique
How wonderful it is that you are in your home land. Haven't stopped in to check on you'll for awhile. Lovely pictures as always. Beautiful babies!!!
Enjoy home!
I think it's funny that all those manly men could find the latch for the petrol cap ... Men are supposed to be born with every single car instruction manual already downloaded into their brains aren't they?? lol.. :-)
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