This Is Mexico, Right?

So we’re up at 3:30 AM, making sure everything is put away, rooms are cleared for the delivery of 200+ cartons, and we’re excited that today we’re finally getting our ‘stuff:’ furniture, kitchen pots and pans, shampoo and shower gel that we like, and clothes! We know Hurricane Alex delayed everything, but it's still been over a month since our household (and we) left Reseda. We've been living all this time on a suitcase of clothes and whatever we could fit into the van after 4 dogs and all their paraphenalia were loaded in - not much else fit!

Time passes - 6 o’clock, we have breakfast (Coca gobbles down her scrambled egg and drinks a bit of water finally); 7 o’clock; 8 o’clock; 9 o’clock. We decide to re-inflate one of the mattresses and Coca and I take a nap together. Eleven-thirty and both Coca and I are awake. Michael and I decide to have lunch so we’ll be ready when they finally arrive.

Lunch consists of re-heated pollo mole with the last of our side dishes in the fridge: curried cauliflower with golden raisins and pine nuts; pasta salad with fusilli, peppers, and kalamata olives; a bit of tzatziki made with goat yoghurt. I know, sounds weird, but it actually worked. And we have lots of mole sauce left over to go with more chicken, perhaps a roasted chicken this time so we don't need to poach one.

Noon and Michael decides to call Marcos. “We were wondering when we should expect our stuff to arrive today.” ”Oh, I said we’d be there Saturday.” “No, you actually said ‘Friday.’” “But I meant Saturday.” [We had 'Friday' both in an email and telephone conversation.]

At least the goods are on this side of Laredo - somewhere. Now to postpone everyone else (including Margarita who works for us on Saturday), add time to the kennel stay for the dogs, and hope it actually happens tomorrow. This is Mexico we live in, isn’t it?

And we now need to stick around the house until 4 pm when the locksmith will be here to fix our sticky garage lock. It suddenly decided to not work yesterday. We can throw it manually from the inside, but the key no longer fits in the slot on either side (in/out) of the door. If it's not one thing, it's the t'other.

LATER -

We had planned on attending a gallery opening this evening near one of our other favorite rooftop restaurants, La Posadita.

After showering, shaving, et cetera, we dressed for the evening and glanced out the window before leaving. It was obvious that the outskirts of town were getting rained upon, so we cancelled and heated up the oven for some pizza.

Now, at 7pm, the time of the gallery opening, it's pouring down outside. I can hear the rain on the glass roof of the copula over the stairwell in addition to the rain splattering on the bedroom terrace. It's really pouring - thunder and lightning included - and I'm really glad we decided to stay home tonight!

Hope it will be over in time for tomorrow's delivery by the movers!!!