Changing Seasons

Today we began our teacher's orientation at Jarabacoa Christian School. We found our classrooms, curriculums (curriculi?, curricula?, curriculu?, does anybody care?), and began hanging posters, planning lessons, and all the other fun stuff like finding out the textbooks aren't arriving until the day school starts ;). As of yet, our apartment is still without power, a bed, a stove, and, therefore, us. We are temporarily staying at some other staff's house. But, thankfully, the wasps are gone after the unsuccessful battle of the kerosene and the victorious battle of the Raid. The bat, however, is not gone, but we think we will keep him as a pet... the last people who lived there named him Miguelito. All we have to do is keep him from leaving us "gifts" in our pantry. If you couldn't guess by now, we're laughing a lot as we write this because it sounds so obsurd, but is completely true (including Miguelito, who we haven't actually seen yet, but have heard).
We're getting by pretty well on our limited Spanish and have been able to buy groceries, housewares, wood for shelves (which proved the most interesting, trying communicate how we wanted it cut), and kerosene lamps (which Teresa is very excited about), and other random necessites like Raid (which also seems to need parentheses). Ok, that's enough before this just gets rediculous. Love, luck, and lollipops.