Maybe I Don't Want the Attention Anymore.

You're going to hate me for being a ma fan about this, but remember, this is Life as He Reveals.  And today it was revealed to me that maybe I don't want so much attention around here.  Aiya, Sherise, make up your mind...I know, I know...but something tells me I'll be going back and forth on this.

Let me explain.  Today was the big "pay for your water" day.  What exactly this means I still don't know.  The Ch. way of doing things doesn't make sense at all sometimes to me.  I think my demand for efficiency has been thrown right out the window, along with a bunch of other 'rights.'  Anyhow, we have this water meter in our house which keeps track of our water usage.  We also have this card which was given to us by our landlady.  This is our 'water card.'  So my understanding is that you add money to this card each month, depending on how much water you want. 

Without AC in tow, I had to figure this one out on my own.  I headed downstairs, and was met with a mild scene of chaos as people were holding their cards and waiting around for their turn to pay.  I entered the office, tried to make sense of the situation, and quickly turned to the woman next to me and said (in Ch.) "Um...I'm new here...how exactly does this work?"  I didn't understand anything in her reply, but a woman approached and pushed a number in my hand.  27.  Okay, great, I have a number, now what?  I decided to be smart and watch how other people did it...but my number came up too fast and I couldn't really make a generalization.  So I repeated the same line that I did to the woman at the door..."I'm new here...how exactly does this work?"  What was once a room abuzz with conversation was now quiet.  I could feel the stares of everyone on me.  The woman paused, took my card and asked "Where are you from?"  "Um...I'm American...ABC."  There was then a sense of "guaibude" (no wonder) and she then proceeded to explain the protocol...but all I could hear was the Charlie Brown teacher voice...which amounts to gibberish in my ears.  I paid, thanked the woman, and bolted on out of there.

I just wanted to disappear at that point.  But I was proud of myself...sometimes its just in the act of putting yourself out there that you find real satisfaction, whatever the perception of the locals :)  I know Him who holds me steadfast...whoever loves Him is known by Him.  That's the kind of attention I like :)