The first night in my African home

Charles called his best friend and we moved all of my furniture and suitcases over once it got dark  to make sure the wrong people didn’t see someone moving into a new house, and that this someone was a muzungu. I was a little nervous about that.

I spent the next 2 hours cleaning the shit out of my new house.  I almost exfixiated myself because I wanted to make sure any and all dirt/germs were mine. Not only was I smelling bleach and ammonia, but I had also sprayed mosquito spray in my house to kill off any and all of the buggers. Now, when you spray this toxic substance you have to keep all of your windows closed for about an hour. What a retard, I actually stayed in the house continuing to clean because I could NOT go to sleep unless the entire place was spotless.  It wasn’t left too clean – not HEIDI clean.

I didn’t want anyone to see me go outside, and I didn’t know anyone yet, so I stayed inside.  What a dumb arse, for sure.   After about an hour I started wheezing a bit. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore so I went outside and sat down taking big ‘ deep breaths. After a few hours I decided I would read and go to bed. I didn’t have my Masai yet, so I was scared to fall asleep. As I lay in bed, I felt like I was having asmah ummm because I was. I did feel ok opening all my windows so that helped.

I didn’t sleep that well because every little noise freaked me out, and when I woke up to the sun shining in my room, I sighed with relief. I called Charles and he said the Masai would come to my house this evening before it got dark. Another sigh of relief. This made me feel much more at ease