It’s an Anagram of “Realist”
Day 011 – August 2, 2011
I learned a new word today courtesy of Manuel (you remember him from the previous posting about shower taps).
Since I had someone in my home who was more knowledgeable than I had about handy-man type stuff (which is also about 87.6% of the general population ), I took a chance and asked him about a phenomenon I had noticed around our house.
By the baseboards around our house, we had seen that either the stucco was bubbling off the wall or it had already flaked off.
I pointed out these examples of our imperfect walls to Manuel and he simply said one word:
Manuel said this lone word while pushing out his lower lip and nodding his head as if meeting an old foe for the umpteenth time.
Courtesy of the fantastic humidity that hangs around Lima, water vapor seeps behind the stucco condenses into liquid and causes it to pull away from the wall. That’s just one of the myriad of reasons I discovered as to why this could be happening because as much as Manuel tried to explain it to me, I was helpless to understand what he was saying.
Curse my lack of Spanish. Then again, discussion about humidity, water condensation, and stucco never came up in the Spanish exercises I did in eighth grade. Now, had I wanted to talk to Manuel about who was dancing with Mary at the fiesta, I would have been fine.
Found out that later (courtesy of our OFF, the Valenzeulas) that much like the characters in Waiting for Godot, there is “nothing to be done”. Fixing it now would be a temporary fix as the phenomenon will only come back. Better to wait for a while when a vast majority of the baseboards look like zombie flesh before calling in the repairmen.
It’s Day 011, and I’m accepting things as they come in.