Today I faced my fear and I called two girls on the phone. I get very anxious every time I need to pick up the phone and call someone and it’s amplified when that someone is a girl. I’ve put it off for a week now but I finally pushed myself to do it. I think the two cups of coffee helped me focus on the task.

The two girls were my students and I needed to call them about forms for camp this summer. My life can be pretty messed up.

In other news, I realized how inconsistent laundry detergent can be in this country. I can’t remember the last time I’ve gone into the store to buy it and they’ve had the same stock they had the last time I needed to buy it. That kind of thing wouldn’t fly with my family in America. We have habits and we stick to brands and particular scents of flavors (have I mentioned my wish for Crest Multicare Whitening Fresh Mint? (I am not paid for this endorsement)). Here, I just have to buy what’s on the shelf. Back in America, I know exactly which detergent I’d buy (though I can’t name it off the top of my head but I could recognize it in a heartbeat).

Life is weird because one day you’re realizing that you’re buying a different detergent each time you need it and the next day you’re fretting about calling girls ten years younger than you. I think I’ve found some things to work through this summer.