Feeling Silly

Do you every have a song you just can't get out of your head? Well, right now, mine is Jermaine Stewart's "We Don't Have to Take Our Clothes Off." I don't know why I can't stop singing it.

Maybe, it has to do with the knock on the door today. I learned last week that every ajuma (older Korean woman) who appears at your door is not necessarily a church lady. For the past week, I've been having the same ajuma knocking on my door off and on. I've been ignoring her until she left a note. I showed it to my Korean friends and they said that she was with the gas company needing to check if we had any gas leaks. She came a few days later and I let her in. She checked every gas appliance with her digital probe and wrote the readings down on a notepad. I guess they do this routinely every few months.

So today when the doorbell rang, I answered thinking it must be something important. This ajuma came in talking a mile a minute with rubber gloves and a bucket in hand. Oh no! Who is this? She got out her squirt bottle and then I knew, too late! She drenched all of our drains again with the toxic bug killer. I never even thought to try and cancel because I didn't think the bug ladies would be working in the winter. I became really sick the first time she came through so this time, all the windows are open. Here's hoping.