Drama

So... this semester, my joke was that everything I touched turned to drama.

This is not true...

But some days it seems like it.

Yesterday, I tried making corn bread but accidentally put in salt for sugar (AND salt for salt) and didn't realize it since both are sitting on my counter in similar containers and I was rushing and distracted....

It was awful. It tasted like the ocean. And I served it to the best cook in Taiwan (the wife of our coordinator) before I realized my mistake. This cook was kind and didn't say anything, but once I tasted it, "Oh! That's awful! What did I do!" was out of my mouth before I could think of a more refined way to handle the situation.

Then today, half our apartment flooded.... we aren't sure how... we think it was the washer's tube that wasn't in the drain right... but there was a half inch deep (at least) pool covering the entire living room... thankfully, nothing was ruined. And thankfully, some friend came over to help scoop/mop it up.

Praise God for His mercy and for still working through a cracked pot like me. Praise God also for friends with mops!