Short and Sweet

"It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home." -Jalal ad-Din Rumi

I woke up sometime during the night and was thrilled to find our water was on. I thought about going back to sleep in hopes that it would still be on when I got up for work hours later but quickly came to my senses. Instead I showered right then and there at 4 am and I was smart to have done so. By 7:30 nothing more than a trickle was coming out of the taps.

Today at work we had an evaluation team go through the clinic. I was wondering if the clinic staff would be tense or worried but they seemed not to pay the evaluators any mind except when asked a specific question. I don't know if I previously mentioned it but the reactive needed to conduct HIV testing did indeed come in at the beginning of the month.

In other news, Sophie fell and hit her head yesterday, earning a trip to the hospital to get stitches. She didn't miss a step though and was soon bouncing around again, albeit with a bandaid over the patch of her scalp where her braids were shaved off. I told her that I too had fallen and hit my head at about her age and had to have my hair shaved off for stitches. She didn't seem too concerned. Come to think of it, I wasn't too concerned at her age either.