Living Out Of A Bag

Living out of a bag is never fun, but in this case I don't mind it so much.  My bags to take to the hospital have been packed for a couple weeks now.  Everything is in Jerod's truck except for the bag that contains the "bathroom items".  This is the bag I unpack and repack each day.  

This morning reminded me of Brasil.  It was either the early morning coffee with Jerod or the sun pouring into the bathroom as I got ready for the day.  When I lived in an apartment in Brasil, I had my own bathroom connected to my bedroom!  I loved it!  I also had a window in my shower, which is something you don't see here in the states.  No, it wasn't a full size window, just big enough and at the height that I could look out to the sights and sounds of Rio waking up each morning.  And I love sunlight, so for me, it was perfect!  

When I arrived in Rio, I lived out of my suitcases for about a little over a month.  All I had was a bed in the corner of my room until I purchased a wardrobe.  Closets don't exist in Brasil as they are considered another room to be taxed on.  At the time, living out of suitcases drove me crazy with clothes scattered everywhere!  (Although my dad would probably ask why, since that's the way my bedroom looked all the time growing up! :) )  It's interesting how some things bother you at the time, when they're such small details that you should just blow off.  That's why I'm enjoying this time of living out of a bag.  I know it won't last forever, and really this may be my last day of doing it!  So, with that being said, I'd better go repack the bag!  

The apartment building I lived in while in Rio...