Missionaries move all the time, so I should be used to it, right? Why then, does it seem like Kinya knows what he's doing, and I'm the one forgetting everything?
When my comb broke but I needed to part my hair, I didn't want to bother Kinya with it, so I snuck to the kitchen drawer and found...a chopstick to do the part of a rattail comb!
But when I went to take down my curtain, I realized I had to call Kinya; I had thrown the chairs away so couldn't reach the rods! These things are too high! I'm glad Kinya's tall. (Tall for a Japanese, that is.)
