Monday, February 27, 2012
Can you imagine how complicated it is to live in
I have been struggling with a few things. “No” doesn’t really mean “no.” If I’m
invited to someone’s house, they automatically bring tea or coffee without
asking me. They sometimes ask me if I want to drink coffee or tea. I usually
say, “No, thank you. Don’t worry about me.” They bring something anyway. I have
to drink it because I don’t like to waste anything. Japan
We had a couple of guests last weekend. I offered them something to drink several times. They said, “No, thanks.” So, I didn’t prepare anything. I didn’t want to force them to drink anything. George returned and told me to offer them something. I said, “I did.” He said, “You really need to offer them something.” So, I told the guests that George insisted. Then, they accepted my offer. They ended up loving the tea I gave them…or were they just being polite??? I often end up throwing some refreshments away because they don’t finish them. This encouraged me to use Japanese size cups…small and tiny.
Another one… My neighbor always reminds me of trash day. Tomorrow is for plastic. Tuesday is for burnable trash which requires a specific bag that’s approved by the city. The second Monday of the month is for cardboard which is picked up at a different location than the regular garbage(whatever that is). The confusion continues with broken china, water bottles, and so on. Everything has its own place and time for pick up. It’s too complicated. I finally picked up a booklet about trash which contains 7 pages. Being housewife in
is harder than I ever experienced in the Japan
You may think, who cares??? Since people in the community are watching me and any rumors spread like wildfire, it’s impossible not to care. Building a good reputation is difficult, but creating a bad reputation is simple.
Did I tell you that I truly miss living in the
, but my husband is extremely happy in U.S. . My dogs are also very happy, too. What can I say? It’s three against one. Japan