Frustation level- 4.6

Ever since we've been back from our little vacation into the american heartland(where there's a church on every street) we have been living with the Sodhis, in the hope that we will soon get an apartment nearby in the same locality. what was meant to be a night's stay may now strech to 5 days, by the latest reckoning. Two prospective habitats have been scrutinized and shortlisted, but it will be a while before the repairs are done and the apartment is ready to be occupied.

of course, all of us are a bit testy these days, having to live out of a suitcase for close to a month is not a pleasant experience for most people. I'm coping well, and keeping myself as mobile as possible since i realised earlier that if i start taking root too soon, it will be harder when we will have to move elsewhere eventually. I want to keep myself mentally ready to dislodge from anywhere at any time because i think that will be the reality of my situation for a long time to come. On the other hand, Permanency is something of an issue with mom and dad, but it is completely understood when you consider the fact that they've spent 23 years in the same house without having to experience moving pains.

Anyway, the Sodhis have been very welcoming and extremely accomodating. It's really hard to live in a house without having some sort of mark, a trail, or impression that you are there, while you try to be as invisible as possible; and try your best not to impose upon your hosts, who are all out to make you feel as comfortable as possible...

In penance, i have decided not to shave my growing stubble until we get an apartment. For readers who know of my fanatical devotion to the early-morn-after-shower shave, a habit from my Maurya days, this will indicate how rotten i feel about having to live in someone else's bedroom while they sleep on the floor.