Oh, Chiner

Lately, I've been waking up in the early 6 o'clock hour and having trouble falling back asleep. It's not that I'm ready to get up. No, siree. 3rd trimester tiredness has set in. I need more sleep. Rather, it's the sun already high in the sky beaming into our window. I have an eye mask, and most of the time it works.

But then I find myself lying there wondering, why is the sun rising in the 4 o'clock hour again? OH yes...because China has no time zones (remember, it's about the same size as the US) nor does it have daylight savings time. I know people get annoyed with setting their clocks forward and backward, but believe me...you wouldn't mind the short nuisance if it meant you wouldn't see the sun at 4am.

I have no idea why they don't participate in these time helpers. The east side of the country suffers the worst, in my opinion. In the west, the sun doesn't rise until 7am. How nice.

Of course, even if the sun did rise a bit later, the fireworks would probably be the next thing to wake me up. Think I'm joking? There's not a single day that goes by that we don't hear fireworks. And I'm not talking bottle rockets. More like half sticks of dynamite.

And today, we had no water in the kitchen or washer. (Our bathroom water is a different system, thankfully.) I let the dishes pile up all day, hoping for the minute I would try and water would come gushing out. It never happened. By evening, Michael came home and saw the ants had invaded. Bummer. So I had to fill my handy dandy bucket to fill the sink a few times. It could've been worse--I could have had to trek 5 miles for one bucket like people do in other parts of the world. But, just a nuisance. Why was there no water? We will never know!

Oh, China.