Have - power.
Have - fans.
Have - internet.
Don't Have - time.
I can't believe how busy things have been here in Haiti since the rest of the tribe left. The beginning of the school year is always a busy time as I battle to get an unorganized culture organized, and try to enforce deadlines in a deadline-free society.
Phoebe is doing great, she's a fun little sidekick ... right up until she doesn't get what she wants or isn't able to put anything she finds in her mouth. Then she can be quite fierce. Then she gets to lay down for a minute. Then we start all over again. We've got it down to a science.
I've been putting off my Port trip(s) for the week after going there four days in a row last week. The work is piling up, though, so I'm going to have to make two trips in to take care of it all.
Everyone around here can sense that my activity level is ramping up, even the ones that don't know that I'm leaving yet can probably tell that something is afoot. You know how when parents are stressed out the children often act up even more? That's pretty much what is going on here. I'm trying desperately to tie up loose ends, put old problems to bed, get caught up on past work, and plan for the future months so everything goes smoothly - but everytime I turn around there's a new fire to be put out or request for help or semi-emergency. I keep flipping back and forth between wanting to take a break from it and not wanting to leave at all.
Gotta go - Phoebe is chewing on an unidentifiable object. Oh, wait, it's just an old fruit loop she found somewhere. We'll let that one go.
-TL2 in Haiti