I am starting to settle into a Mexican cycle.
Seven weeks ago, I broke my own DIY record, literally, by shattering the glass top for my new computer table: deconstructing la mesa de computadora.
My landlady, Christine, suggested a great solution: hire a local handyman, Fernando, to replace the glass top with a wood one. Several of you made the same suggestion. About the wood, that is. I don't think you know Fernando.
I called him that day and we made an appointment for him to stop by the morning I was heading to Oregon for my two (then three, then four) week trip. And he showed up exactly on time -- speaking perfect English. (He is one of the Returnees from construction work in The States.)
He took a look at the table remnants and worked out a replacement in his head. He was ready to fix it right then. But I was on my way to the airport.
Of course, this is where four weeks of stalling comes in. But I was in Oregon, so, I was really not slacking.
Where the slacking came in was the last two weeks. I just kept putting off calling Fernando. Christine finally shamed me into calling him -- and he showed right up with his tools and materials.
He was not quite finished when I left for my concert in Manzanillo. I thought the project would sit partially done. But when I returned, there was my table. Probably better than the original.
When I stacked all of my computer material on it, I felt as if I was once again slipping into the cockpit of an Air Force fighter.
And that reminded me: Mexico is a target rich environment for we bloggers. I am strapped in and ready to go.
And that reminded me: Mexico is a target rich environment for we bloggers. I am strapped in and ready to go.
