Disappointment

Dealing with disappointment in the Peace Corps is sometimes difficult. We've been pretty aggressively searching for a house with a garden to rent since the beginning of the month. Although many people have made encouraging remarks, we only found two definite leads, one of which didn't want to rent his house out at all when we got in touch. The other did, and we had scheduled to see the house this morning (confirming plans as recently as last night!). But when we arrived at the house this morning and called to see where the man was, we were informed that he changed his mind, and didn't want to rent the house to us after all. This leaves us with no leads at all. Needless to say, I'm disappointed.

The morning wasn't all bad, though- and I suppose the good parts will temper my feelings of frustration and regret with time. My counterpart, who had arranged this potential rental, was very upset with the man for backing out as he did, and invited us over to her house for coffee, which in Armenia is practically a full meal in itself. We sat and ate with her husband and his parents, all of whom were most distressed by our housing predicament, and spent the time brainstorming about other potential homes in town we could rent. Their concern and hospitality went a long, long way towards making up for the initial events of the morning.

I am at work now- taking advantage of a free period to write down my thoughts. My counterpart has already told two of her coworkers that we're looking for a house wit ha garden for Sam and I, and the man we were 'supposed to rent from' had let us down. I'm still struggling with the thought of delaying independent living for another month, but the fact that my counterpart, her family, and her coworkers are all on our house-hunting team now makes me feel a little better about the situation.