Nesting

So I've felt a little off balance for the past week with all the change: new work, new country, new language (which I still suck at, by the way, even after nearly 10 years of studying!), new friends, new coworkers, new transportation (taxis), etc.  But today I finally moved into my "apartment" which should more aptly be called a "studio," or better yet just "room."  And I realized that even the last 5 months living in a studio in Dallas, eating off paper plates and spending a few nights a week in a hotel in Tampa, I still had a sort of home.  And I missed that.

Pero ahora tengo un hogar en Managua!

"Kitchen"- practically had to stand in the shower to take this :)  Good thing I've never been much of a cook. Cereal, PB&J, PB& nutella & turkey sandwiches it is!

  

Probably the cutest fridge ever and now filled with all my favorites.  Special thanks to Jorge, my taxi driver, who waited while I investigated every isle.  At one point he called and I had to explain I was still inside.  Totally the gringa- everyone else was buying the typical 5-10 items and I've got a cart full of American brands.  Who would have thought to find Dove, Clean Works, St Ives, Clorox, Nutella, Hunt's, Chips Ahoy, Ziploc, Peter Pan, Del Monte, Yoplait, Cup o Noodles and French's?  Yes, yes I should branch out.  But we're talking about the comforts of home.  Turns out you can buy happiness :) 

I've already started cleaning, washing dishes, unpacking and "cooking" (aka PB&J for dinner).  Feeling a bit like "Monica" from friends, but I can't help it- a girl's gotta nest!