Hell’s Half Acre

A cockroach. I had a Goddamned, piece of shit, farking COCKROACH crawling on my ARM yesterday morning. It was NOT a good wake up call. I spent most of the day tearing the trailer apart, cleaning, spraying chemicals everywhere (note to self; you can probably stop with the organic shit now that you’re breathing pure poison) and removing dust and clutter. I felt quite confident it would not happen again. This morning, in the absolute WORST possible wake up call known to man or beast, I had a farking COCKROACH crawling on my fucking CHEEK (and arm). I sprayed very little in the way of chemicals in the bedroom yesterday, but you can believe me that after today, the place will be declared a Superfund site if we ever make it back to the US.

We have been chasing down an electrical problem and yesterday found that the wires we were concerned about (which do not belong to our palapa at all) had begun to burn. So we called an electrician and cut them. We continued without any power interruptions but our neighbors (who are the epitome of “bad” neighbors) came over to yell at Jamie such that the kids fled to our (good) neighbors in terror. I got the park involved, and while our two downstream neighbors were without power most all the day, we did not have a fire, the wires did not burn down to the point that they were unusable (and as such, said neighbors would have been without power for MUCH longer than a day) and they did not spike such that again, said neighbors did not have electronic equipment melt down. I paid the electrician and kept the park electricians hydrated and fed even though the electrical problem did not affect us in the least. Honestly, we simply could have cut the wires, disavowed any knowledge and let the awful neighbors stew and chase their tails. Of course, not a word of thanks, instead, one of the awful neighbors send the head of security down to (hopefully) give us shit. I made him a lovely cup of coffee and we had a lovely visit.

I began my foray into dental work yesterday; the kids have all gone (though I believe Jesse still has some work to be done) and now it is my turn to finish up work begun years and years ago. I’m getting a corona (crown) and puente (bridge) and I think I have at least one cavity. But we’ll start there.

I am hoping to drag the family to Cozumel’s Carnaval on Friday (at the very least). I would love to spend the week on the island but haven’t figured out whether or not we’ll do that. I think we’ll take the car ferry over on Friday, explore the island and enjoy the parades. Course, I should check the ferry schedule to see if we’ll be able to get back over after the parades. Have a gander; this is supposed to be a premier Carnaval but very family friendly.