I should be asleep at this hour, definitely past bed time. Can't sleep
and is own fault as had long nanna nap this afternoon. I'm sure I
could get to sleep if I could just get brain to stop functioning but
as that seems impossible right now I am typing this in the dark on
iPod touch so as not to wake "sleeping beauty" here next to me who is actually "snoring loudly".
So why can't I sleep? This is a question I would like to put to
geneticists everywhere as it seems this affliction has been passed
down through the generations of women in my family. In fact I'm sure
that half a world away my Mum is probably being kept awake by her
brain too. Tonight the source of my sleeplessness is furniture.
We have been back in Japan for almost 2 months and we are still
camping in our apartment. Our furniture must have been languishing on
the docks in Hamburg or Rotterdam or even temporarily held hostage by Somalian
pirates for it to take so long to get here. But according to moving
company aforementioned furniture will arrive on Monday next week -
only another 7 days of eating, sitting and sleeping on airbed and
having an entire room devoted to potatoes.
The potato room as I like to call it, will in a weeks time become our
bedroom but now sports a display of various types of potatoes we have
been given by husband's family. So in the next week must attempt to
devour several kilos of "long potatoes".
Along with future location of potato stockpile one must consider how to cram European size furnitureinto Japanese size apartment.
Our couch is almost as wide as our living room so one might have to scale couch to get access to other parts of apartment. Then there is kitchen problem. I have a total of 4
cupboards to store about 10 cupboards worth of stuff. Did I mention
that 2 of the 4 cupboards are so high on the wall that 90% of
population of japan (including self) would need stepladder to access
them. God only knows where I am going to put the stepladder. One thing
I am not worried about is my shoes. For some reason this tiny
apartment has a floor to ceiling shoe storage cupboard that even
Imelda M. Or Sarah J Parker could live with. I'm pretty sure we won't
have enough shoes to fill it so we might be able to stash some
Here is a picture of the three kinds of potatoes.
The long one is called a "long potato", the funny shaped one is a new invention in the potato world called a "nebariko" potato - these two kinds are very soft inside but when grated produce a kind of paste that looks like, well, boogers/glue. It can be eaten raw but often people get itchy mouths from doing that. It can be cooked in its glue form with cabbage, egg and whatever else you like to make a dish called "just how you like it". It looks kind of like a giant cabbage omelet and tastes much better than it sounds.
Labels: furniture, moving, potatoes, sleeplessness