Arriving 2 days before the start of my latest, but temporary adventure to keep our bank account from bleeding dry.
There’ll be difficulties in this. One as I wrote earlier is my inexperience with interpreting. The other is living for a lengthy period of time with Son Unit.
He’s a good kid and has noticeably matured since leaving university 2 years ago. He even prepared me this welcome dinner.
Though the steak was overcooked (even he admitted it) and had way to much pepper on it (he’s into that, I am not) it was a nice gesture. Still, living with him… First of all it is his space I am intruding into and how we keep house couldn’t be different. He, to put it nicely, is casual about his housekeeping, especially around the kitchen area. I am not casual about house keeping, not into military barracks like neatness, but I am comfortable with being neat.
My neatness concerns probably come out of growing up at home with a mother who while educated and worked as a medical professional her working life, was also a slob. A slob like seeing as a child, heaps of unwashed dishes in the sink in the morning, and watching cockroaches scurry away from out from under these dishes as I moved them to clean up…….
But it is time to move onwards with this new job, which starts tomorrow.