Missed time.

Yesterday I didn't blog, not because I didn't have plenty of time online, but because I get caught up in reading other people's blogs and attempting to plan adventures. Mat mocks me a lot for this. I was going to blog before going to bed, but then we totally Weird Al-ed it out, and I fell asleep in my clothes and contacts. Once you fall asleep in bed here, there is no getting out again in the cold.

Since my first week in Mexico when we took a bus ride through the mountains and I saw stone fences, I have wanted to make a stone fence. I want to pick up the stones with my hands and find the perfect place for them.

When we visit small, old towns and even when we walk through this old town, I was to learn to build with bricks. I want to make a home with my own hands.

As we walk down the railroad tracks here in Pachuca, I see broken pieces of glass. There are blue, green, brown, clear and sometimes even red shards. I want to gather them up and make a mosaic.

I want to make things, or at least learn to make things. This weekend we've tried to figure out ways to WWOOF before leaving this region. With our finances this means that we can't go home for Christmas. If things worked out very badly, we might not even have enough money to get back home. If things worked out well, if we stayed past January and could get tax money, if I worked part time teaching English, we would spend the winter in a warm place, and hopefully have learned something in the meantime. It's difficult balancing the desire be home and maybe even settle into a home and make a home, and the desire for exotic places and learning.