Moving Day

So, we have this really great new house. But it has no furniture. On Friday, my only objective was to buy a mattress. Everything else can wait a day or two, but I’m not really into sleeping on a tile floor without even a blanket. Lance’s main objective was to clean the house…because you don’t want to set a new mattress down on a dirty floor. I wish I could begin to express the type of dirty that this floor was. There was probably a quarter of an inch of just dust, and under that paint, and gout and who knows what else. But it’s all new, so it’s not old dirt. The tiles are new, the walls are newly painted. It is really a great house, just dirty. So Friday we were able to get mattresses and a really great dresser for Kelly, but, as I have said before, everything takes 3 times as long as expected, so we didn’t quit get to the house cleaning. We all settled down in our dust little houses (mine is right behind the Mroz’s with a little outside hallway between them) on our brand new mattresses, with no sheets, and no blankets and no furniture at all, for our first night in the new house. Unfortunately it wasn’t as quiet and peaceful as one might imagine. Children were playing in the park in front of our house until the wee hours of the morning and then the men from the bar on the corner sat in the park playing dominoes, smacking down their tiles and then at six am everyone was up starting laundry, and everything seems to be amplified here. We are in a little concrete house with a tin roof and when the neighbors are just whispering in their bedrooms in sounds like they are screaming and echoing into every corner of the house. At 7am the high school, which is just a block away, started some sporting competition. They kicked it off with fireworks (don’t ask me why anyone would set off fireworks at 7am, when it is clearly too light to see anything) and they have a loud announcer, announcing the plays and cheerleaders and a large noisy crowd. Again, what is everyone doing up at this time? On a Saturday? I would like to add, that it is now 7pm, twelve hours later, and whatever is going on in the high school still hasn’t stopped. Songs played over the loud speaker, and the announcer still announcing something. I hope this is some special Saturday, rather than the norm.
All things considered it is still pretty exciting.
Lance stayed home all day cleaning and Kelly and I went shopping. We went to the Faria, which is way bigger and better on the weekends. It is the big central market in Guará and even the people in Brasilia talk about it. So we found sheets and flatware and plates and hand towels and mirrors and mugs and all sorts of little things that we need for the kitchen. Unfortunately we don’t even have a shelf in the kitchen to put it on, but…one thing at a time. When we came back we were tired and Lance was still cleaning and there was no where to sit down (since we still don’t have any chairs) so Kelly and I left and got ice cream, just so that we could sit down in the ice cream store. But then we bought a fridge and a stove and a sofa. So before we know it we will have a nice little house here…and the sofa has a pull out bed, so there is plenty of room for visitors (hint hint.)