Up Close and Personal

Nothing says get to know your neighbors like a 6:20pm fire alarm on a Thursday night. The buzzing sound is loud and then a woman's voice, "Attention in the building, attention in the building" and then she says something about a fire and to exit the building. So, imagine, if you will, Adam is gone (of course!) and the kids and I have just returned home from ballet, trying to get some sort of dinner put on the table. Then it starts. It is so loud it is startling. Rowan immediately starts crying, Rachel and Russell start panicking b/c they actually think there is a fire. I think Rachel was naked b/c she was changing out of her ballet clothes. You can imagine the chaos amongst the 4 of us. Down the stairs we finally go, me holding Rowan and trying to cover his ears, Rachel starts crying because now she is hungry and cold (she is no longer naked, we got her dressed!) and Russ is trying to hurry us down the stairs.

Everyone pours out of the building and the playground is off limits b/c they are replacing the ground cover. Well, that starts another round of tears for Rachel. I find us a curb near some friends and we plop down and wait. I am kicking myself for not grabbing snacks or ipods, anything to entertain and keep the Rs kind of happy? What do you do at that point? People watch of course. You all of sudden know whose kids go to bed earlier than yours b/c they are all in the pajamas. Whose kids do fine in a time of stress b/c they are not crying. In fact Rachel decided she needed to go over and talk to her pal Matthew and tell him why she was crying. She did and came back happy. So, thank you Matthew! You learn who has dogs and who has dogs that don't like other dogs. And you learn that the very smart people take their kids to their car and either hang out there or drive off.

Oh and add to that one broken elevator in your building, leaving only 2 elevators to take all the inhabitants back up to their respective floors. And when one elevator is broken, you pack in. Which leads me to my next up close and personal scenario – broken elevators.

This time imagine all the school children and escorting parents along with people trying to get downstairs to go to work and you are down an elevator or two. You really pack it in. Personal space is not an option. You all groan together as you stop to pick people up on every floor. Yes, even the 1^st and 2^nd floors. We have faced almost packed elevators where you see a friend's face poking out from the back of the elevator and she says "Pack the kids in, I'll walk them!!" And of course, you do the same for other friends, especially those with strollers for their little ones.

Okay, so one last thing about the fire alarm. Adam had called like six times while we were outside and calls again just as we are getting back into the apt. The alarm is still going off. The firemen have inspected the building and cleared us to return but they can't get the alarm off. Encouraging, I know. And what does Mr. Wonderful have to say while the kids are crying and hungry?? He was calling to share he made it back to Korea from Okinawa and he got bumped to 1^st Class and it was so awesome, he wants to fly 1^st Class as much as possible, blah blah blah blah blah. That was when I started to cry… just kidding!

My new plan for the fire alarm, which I have shared with my new neighbor – we grab snacks and earphones, we go down the stairs, we go directly to our minivans parked side by side, and we either watch movies in the vans or head to Burger King!!! OPf course now that I am so s-m-r-t we won't get the opportunity ; )

I’m the Map, I’m the Map, I am the MMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPP!

My friend, Janise, reminded me that I have not shared very many stories lately. Okay, lately is an under exaggeration. Looking back at my last post in March (yikes!) is right around the time I started having all these weird symptoms and I had become a medical mystery!! While I won't get into all the symptoms, let me say that it has been terrible. The bottom line being that the very essence of Aim was slipping away and it was/is noticeable to many. We had to cancel our trip to Thailand over Spring Break and right before my big trip CA for the summer with the kids, I was sick again. I was sick in CA, debunking the rumor that it was a 'Korea Thing', and am now waiting on the results of yet another round of blood tests. This time for Celiac disease, this is an allergy to wheat and wheat protein (otherwise known as gluten). I have been trying to be gluten free over the last 4 weeks and have seen some improvement, but also had a medicine dosage increased, so the results of the blood test will really be the deciding factor in the Celiac diagnosis. This topic could be a whole other blog post.

Needless to say, blogging about Korea since March has not been a priority! But now that I am feeling better, I have thought about a story that I would like to share.

I have a really great map of Korea.

This map gets me everywhere. This map is so worn out that I have had to tape it pack together with clear packing tape. The best thing about my map is that was FREE, but it is worth $$$!

Case in point….. I actually corrected a taxi driver when he was going the WRONG way. When my friend, Beth, turned the big 4 -0, we took a little gals trip to Seoul. Just 4 gals going wild in Seoul! Not really, but we had plans and we needed to get around Seoul in the rain. Who came to the rescue, you know it, it was THE map. I navigated the streets of Seoul like it was nobody's business. My map has landmarks written in BOTH English and Korean. That may not seem important, but it is when you have a taxi driver that doesn't speak English. You just point to something on my map and they can read it in Korean. Brilliant! So, back to my 'case in point'. We are travelling from point A to B and the taxi driver is going the wrong way (I suspect maybe to rip us off). Not to this savvy map reader. I am saying to my cohorts, 'he is going the wrong way, he should be going this way' and gesturing to my map. Lo and behold, the driver flips a U and takes us in the correct direction. Yes, I'm the map, I'm the map, I am THE map.

The map also proved itself invaluable on a family trip to Busan over Memorial Day weekend. We decided to drive through the glorious countryside of Korea instead of taking the train. We are suckers for a road trip. Kim (remember her; the GPS?) was very good to us that weekend, but my map kept us one step ahead of Miss Kim. And then, while in Busan, we used MY map to communicate with taxi drivers. Once again, I will say, I'm the map, I'm the map, I am THE map.

A funny side note for the Busan trip…. We are cruising in a taxi and the Korean driver looks at me and says 'Espanol?' And I say no we are American. He goes on to tell us in broken English he lived in Mexico for 7 years. Oooooh, I figure it out. So I tell him that yes, I speak some Spanish. So we converse in Spanish for the rest of the ride. I mean honestly, what are the chances of getting a Korean taxi driver that speaks Spanish in Busan?? Once in a lifetime right there!

There are many more times that I have used my map, but I won't get into each time. I do like to know where I am going and how to get there, so I really value my map. Adam suggested that I get framed after we leave Korea. God, I love that guy!!! I will get it framed; holes, tape and all. I mean after all, I'm the map!!

Preheated Hot Water and Other Simple Things

I was able to have lunch with Adam today. It was a fun little outing. Rowan and I walked over to his office and then we walked to lunch. It just got me thinking about how I should write about some of the little comforts of life here. There is a lot to complain about here, but there are some benefits too. These are just some of the simple pleasures amidst the oddities in no particular order…

Our water cooler… I am a little picky about drinking water, so we bought a water cooler and have the 5 gallon water jugs delivered as we need them. This water cooler has the hot water dispenser too. Hot tea? No problem. Oatmeal? Couldn't be easier. Hot chocolate all around? You got it. Can you tell how easy it is to please me these days? I know you must be thinking, I am thinking it too. Really? Preheated hot water makes you happy? It is a little sad, but I live in South Korea.

The medical clinic and hospital is literally across the street from our apartment building. We haven't had many appointments, but when we have, it is so nice to not have to think about getting everyone in the car and timing the traffic, parking, etc. It takes 2 minutes, if that, to get there. If we have to go to the ER, (fingers crossed we never have to), just cross the street. With the croup that goes around, this could be a major convenience for the Bright Fam.

Walking almost everywhere, if you want. I am liking the walking option and am sure I'll like it better when it is warmer. It would be a pain to walk everywhere on base, but the areas we use – the school, the commissary, BX, post office, movie theater, library – you know, the basics of life, we can walk there, if we want. (Do you like that? If you want. I can admit I don't always want to, but I like the option!!)) I have found the more I walk, the more likely I am to remember to use my reusable bags. And, if I have to carry everything I am buying, I am less likely to overbuy.

Consequently with all the walking, I only buy gas about once per month. Isn't that crazy?? When have you ever only bought gas one time per month?

The commissary is right next to the school. In the States, I prefer to grocery shop every couple of weeks and pick up milk when we run out kind of thing. Here that is impossible b/c the fridge and pantry aren't big enough. So, I have adapted to buying basically what we will need for a week at most. That being said, the commissary is next to the elementary school. I walk to school twice per day, so if we need milk or bread, it is so easy to pop over and grab it while going to get or drop off the kids.

Ajima Heaven. (Pronounce it "ah-jee-ma") I have a Korean cleaning lady, Mrs. Pyo. She comes once per week, is here for maybe 6 hours and she is awesome. She does everything and I LOVE her. Actually she does too much, but there is no telling her that. She cleaned the patio when it was 30degrees out and she was wearing a tank top and capris. She scrubbed the tile floor on the patio. I tried and tried to tell her not to do it, but she did. Then she took out buckets of water and rinsed the patio. Did I mention how I love her?

We have a nice view from our apartment of the flight line and one of the main streets on base. I swear every guy that comes in our apartment for the 1^st time goes straight for the view. I am sure during Spring and Fall the view will be even better. I can sit out on my 'freshly scrubbed' patio floor, have a glass of wine and watch the sun set. Who could complain about that?

7^th floor – I like all our neighbors. I think we really lucked out. I know have written about that before. A couple of other things about life on the 7^th floor… I never feel guilty about taking the elevator. If I lived on maybe the 3^rd floor or so, I might guilt myself into taking the stairs.

When it snows, someone else does all the work to shovel, salt and sand the roads, sidewalks, etc. to clear them. Plus, I really enjoy the view from the apartment while the snow is falling.

This is a funny one – the garbage chute! When the garbage has to go out, it goes down the garbage chute. No stinky garbage cans in the garage, no empty garbage cans being blown all over the street. Recycling gets bagged in clear bags and goes down the chute too. No overfilling recycling bins in this house! No having to remember if this is the week the recycling truck comes, just take it out when it's full.

I would never have learned about Graboid if we didn't live here. It is a website that you watch TV shows and movies or download and keep them if you like. We pay a nominal fee for it, but it is worth every cent. We hook up the laptop to the TV and voila! I know I have complained about the cable here, but Graboid really makes up for it. Adam and I got caught up on Top Chef in like two weeks. Some movies we have watched are being shown at the movie theater here. Some movies we question the copy, nod, nod, wink, wink, but how many of you have watched TRON and Harry Potter 7.1 at home????

I am sure there are plenty of simple things to list, but of course I am now thinking how sad it is to be excited over preheated hot water. Sounds like it is time for a cup of tea : )

 

 

 

Wait a Minute, Kim, You Want Me to Do What in 500 meters? How Long is 500 meters???

I am getting to know the metric system. Kim will say "In 500 meters, to the right." What? What is to the right in 500 meters? Do I turn right, exit right, stay right? When is 500 meters? When is 200 meters? Kim, you are failing me. Kim, what exit am I taking? Can you say it? That's all I get, 'to the right in so many meters'?????? Help! Damn, I missed the turn. Time to recalculate, Kim.

That pretty much says it all, except who the heck is Kim? Kim is our Korean GPS. Yes, I named her Kim with the help of my friend, Sam. What can I say? Adam and I named our Garmin GPS in the States, Sheila, because we use the voice with the Australian accent. Ugh. Sheila. I have been known to talk to Sheila and on occasion even use a cuss word or two. OK. That is a big understatement right there. I talk to Sheila constantly, like she is sitting in the car, and I talk to her like I don't like her. I like to use Sheila to see where I am in relation to upcoming exits and if I need to search for a gas station, Starbucks, etc. However, I really prefer to use my own GPS system in my head that is called my brain. That can generally work in the States. I can read directions online, make a mental note and off I go with Sheila as my back up. That is not true here.

I think I said before that I feel disoriented here because addresses are written so differently. And THEN every brochure, website, map or tour book will give an address just a little bit differently. I think some things are lost in translation. So, you may think you have a correct address, try to program it into Kim and she may or not have that street, city or county spelled exactly the same way the website has spelled it. So, then you have to guess is it Jinwi-ro, Jinwi-ri, Jinwi-gi, Jinwi-go??? I just made those up as examples, but that is how it is. That example could easily be used for a street or city name. So, you could guess on the city and then look for the street and it is wrong. Go back and pick a different city section and then find you have 3 choices for streets. See what I mean? It is frustrating, confusing, irritating, the list could go on. One thing Kim does have in her many options is to search for a business or landmark name. She probably has millions programmed. So, that is how I start my search, with a name and then go from there.

Kim is quite the system. She is a Korean brand, Woori, which is in English. She can take and save notes, play music, pick up a TV signal, play movies, (she came with her own SD card for media), and I think she even has Bluetooth capabilities. I am sure there are more things she can do. Oh, if you attach a camera to the back of your car, she can help you see behind you when backing up etc. We picked Kim because she has lots of places preprogrammed and she comes with free updates. You can buy a Garmin here, but you have to have it updated with Korean maps, but then it doesn't always have as many places programmed and you can pay big bucks for updates, if you choose. It was a tough call. We liked the familiarity of the Garmin. However, the convenience of all the preprogrammed places in the Woori and the man that sold it to us has a booth on base offers technical support; we thought that was a better choice for us. We did try to buy a used GPS, any kind, but they sell fast and we weren't fast enough!

She has a fairly large screen and then she splits it with her guidance. So, a split side screen will show you the exit lanes and the larger part of the split screen will show you the main map. It is hard because, you need to watch the road, not Kim's fancy screens. And then where she shows how long until the next exit, turn or ' to the right' is confusing. It is all a matter of getting familiar with it and getting the settings just right. I guess I could take her in for some support, but I am stubborn and want to figure Kim out. A quick side note on being Kim's 'master'…. Sigh. My cell phone. I feel like such an idiot because I have a pay by the minute kind of phone and I can't add the minutes. You buy a calling card with 30 minutes to add to your phone and they are good for 30 days. Seems simple enough, right? Wrong! You have to have the Korean employees at the kiosk add the minutes of your card to your phone for you because the directions are all in Korean. If you want to know how many minutes you have left, you have to stop by and they call in for you to tell you when they expire and how much is left. I hate that dependence. I want to do it myself. Hence, why I want to figure out Kim and not have to take her in for help for easy stuff. Crazy? Yes. Stubborn? Absolutely. Controlling? You got it!!! At least I can admit it.

The bottom line is this: I am learning to trust Kim, but it is difficult. What I have decided to do is turn Kim on wherever I am going off base so I can get to know her better and just get used to her screens and prompts. I suppose I really do need to get on board with this whole metric system and figure out my meters too. That may be easier said than done.

Exercise, Exercise, Exercise

If you live in the States, you'll think this is a post about exercising. Wrong! This is about the Giant Voice on base. Are you totally confused? Let me tell you a story about a boy, a beanstalk and a giant. Just kidding! On base we have a Giant Voice and that is literally what it is called. You can't make that up. I want to meet the genius that said, what the hell, let's just call it the Giant Voice because that's what it is. The Giant Voice, or GV from this point, is like the loud speaker on base. You can hear it anywhere on base and a lot of times off base. On normal days it will tell you the road conditions on base. We have three in case you were wondering: green, amber and red. We can have 'amber' road conditions, not yellow (like that is too common?), but we have a Giant Voice. The GV also plays the Korean National Anthem and the American National Anthem at 5:30pm every day and Taps at 10:00pm. On non-normal days the GV is on and loud at any time 24/7. I should also note that the GV is an actual person talking with the exception of the songs played or sirens blared. Yes, I said sirens, more on that in a minute.

Right now we are in the middle of an exercise on base. A non-normal week. The base is prepping for an inspection and other things and exercises are part of the process. Each one is different, apparently. I am on my second exercise. The GV is really something during the week. Typically everything it says starts with "Exercise. (pause for the echo) Exercise. (pause) Exercise." Then it will state some kind of message that has some importance to the Exercise. The GV will announce at all hours of the day and night. It will blast siren warnings at all hours of the day AND night. During our first exercise, Rachel looked at me on the last day and asked "Why is that man always telling us to exercise?"

The people involved in the Exercise work all kinds of hours. Adam could work for a good 12-16 hours on any given day. They aren't sitting at their desks working; I won't bore you with what they do. They have to wear all kinds of gear while working depending on what the GV has instructed. That gear can be very heavy and I am glad I don't have to wear it. After work, Adam has to stay in the apartment. He can't go to the gym, the commissary, the post office, or even walk the kids to school. He is at work or at home and so is everyone else participating in the exercise. Think of some of the single folks here that live in dorms and can't go to the chow hall to get meals. They stock up on what they can b/c they are stuck in the dorm or at work with no kitchen. It is a crazy, weird week. Everyone's exhausted whether you are active duty or not.

When the first exercise ended, the GV played the song "God Bless the USA" by Lee Greenwood. It literally just blared out the song, not from the beginning, so you really only got the loud chorus parts. I was hanging pictures up in the living room thinking am I really listening to Lee Greenwood on the GV? That is so bizarre. I had to run across the hall and ask Leslie if she was hearing it too. When she first heard it, she thought maybe her phone was ringing and it had changed its own ringtone. (That, btw, would not be a surprise with Korean cell phones. You think you are doing one thing and it does another) I am wondering what the GV will play at the end of this exercise. Will it be Lee Greenwood? Could it be some other 4^th of July standard? I know you are all on the edge of your seat waiting to know. Until then I leave you with exercise, exercise, exercise……. Crazy loud annoying sirens ….. Exercise, exercise, exercise…… Why IS that man telling us to exercise???

It’s Good, for Korea

My friend Beth said this to me the other day when we were talking about a restaurant. I spent a moment thinking about that comment. I came to the realization that you can use that phrase to describe anything here. In a lot of ways that statement can be a state of mind. If you don't get into this particular state of mind, your time here could be torture because you'd always be expecting better, more or different. I have embraced this 'state of mind' because there is no use in living abroad and expecting life to be like it was at home.

A couple of examples…

We were talking about a Thai food restaurant that we went to for Russ's birthday. It was decent, but our Thai food restaurant that we loved in Vegas was incredible in comparison. And it isn't that the food was bad at the restaurant here, it was good, for Korea. When you ask people about certain restaurants around here, very rarely do they say it was the best food they ever ate. The attitude is, you guessed it, good, well, you know…

Oh my Gosh… roads. You could really use that expression for describing roads or traffic. Roads here are narrow, there is typically quite a bit of traffic and a lot of Korean drivers don't choose to follow traffic laws. And boy, do they love their horns. Another quick thing, there are theses dummies on the side of the roads that look like people, Korean people of course. And the arm will move with a flag attached to it to draw attention to something that is written in Korean. The first time I saw one, it looked real to me, but random because we were on a country road with not a lot of traffic!!! Anyway, so when describing a route or a drive here, you could easily say………..

The smell on the trains. Sometimes it is bad and other times it is really bad. And really the smell is just because they eat different foods than we do. I will say on a long train ride you are hoping that the smell or the crowds will be good, for Korea.

Rowan has started a preschool at a church off base. It is an American school/church. Is it the greatest preschool any of my children have attended? Probably not. And don't get me wrong, I think it is a fine preschool and they do the best with the facilities that they have, but it could easily be described as good, for Korea. I think the location is its biggest and only problem. There is no outdoor play area. Picking up can be a nightmare due to the narrow streets and Koreans not following the no parking laws. Picture, if you will, a line of mainly American cars – minivans and smaller SUVs driving in a line up a narrow street where there is no parking designated on the street but Koreans park any way. Then more Koreans driving down the narrow street, maneuvering in between the illegally parked cars and the brigade of minivans lined up to pull up to the preschool for pick up. Or there are Koreans in cars behind the minivan pickup brigade and they are ticked to be waiting in line for preschool pick up at a school where their children do not attend!!! And then when they can't drive between the parked cars and the minivans, they honk, they get out of their cars and yell at you, or try to force their way through. It's crazy, but good, for Korea….

I don't think I have lived here long enough to really experience the full impact of "it's good, for Korea", but I am glad I have figured it out already. It is almost like the saying "take it with a grain of salt" in a lot of ways. Just knowing that things are a little 'off' and embracing it are all part of the experience. Of course, now I am thinking what something will be like if it is "bad, for Korea". Cringe. Let's hope we don't have to figure that one out!

Ummm. It's Cold Here

This morning was an all new low for us, 1 degree. How often can you can degree without using its plural? The high was maybe 9. I am very glad I bought super warm coats on clearance last year at Lands End.

We seem to have adjusted to the cold weather and life on base. One new adjustment is living in an apartment building with interior hallways. Since we have no front yard, or backyard for that matter, the kids will play in the hallways and in the elevator lobbies on our floors. They bring out scooters, toys, DS's, games, whatever strikes their fancy. It is an adjustment as a parent because you typically stay in the apt. while the kids play out in the hallway. I like to hear what is going on, so I bought a door stop to keep our front door open. Typically it is Rachel that has some kind of drama. But, on the flipside, if your door is open, kids will coming running in to play. It is a learning process. And, we are not comfortable with Rowan out with the 'big' kids, so he has to have a parent go out with him.

Our apartment building has 3 hallways per floor and 3 apartments per hallway. When we first moved in, we were the only people in our hallway of 3 apartments. Now in our little hallway, we have a family across the hall with a boy for Russ, a girl for Rach and a mom for Aim! And at the end of our hallway, a girl for Rach, a boy for Row and a mom for Aim! Ha! On our floor, the Thomas family is in another hallway and more boys to play with!! Adam worked with Mike Thomas in OK, but I didn't have the opportunity to meet his wife, Beth. But now we are neighbors, in the same squadron and we all get along great, so that is such fun! We have met a few other neighbors on our floor with kids that all seem mix with ours. In a lot of ways, we couldn't have planned the ages of children on our floor. It is working out well. I am sure the kids will miss this playtime afetr we move. It is quite the difference from Vegas where noone is out in front of their houses.

I still need to blog about EMart. I took Adam and the kids there yesterday. Tomorrow we are going to a mall near here called AK Plaza. I feel like we should be getting out more, but it is really cold. Maybe when the weather warms up to a balmy 25.....

Haircut and A Cup of Coffee

I recently went for a haircut and while childless, attempted to run an errand off base. First the haircut. In Vegas, I adored my guy, Matt, and was dreading a haircut here. Well, my bangs grew way too long and I don't cut my own, so my hand was forced! I just went to the Beauty Shop on base. It turned out all right. The trouble, of course, is the communication. I am hesitant to have them color my hair because Matt did such a great job giving me what I wanted although I wasn't exactly great at telling him what I wanted. I love the haircut chit chat and Matt and I had great chit chat!! However, when you have a Korean lady cutting your hair, she is having the Korean chit chat while cutting your hair with the other Koreans. So, it was lonely. I will venture off-base next time because I have heard there are a few good places. But, I look forward to being in the States and having a normal haircut. A quick funny about the experience on-base. There is one woman who washes hair and will come over and blow dry your hair while the stylist is working on someone else. Now, they don't tell you who is cutting your hair, they basically point to where you are supposed to sit or motion for you to go to the hair wash chair. Well, the hair wash lady has horrible hair. It is lopsided and messy. It looks like a child cut her hair and she decided to keep it. So, not knowing she doesn't cut hair, I had a minor freak-out to myself. OMG, this lady is cutting my hair? Over my dead body. You can imagine the relief I felt when she didn't cut my hair!!

Okay, so I am childless and want to run to this little art shop off base. I had been off base the day prior, but she was closed. Korean shop owners can keep funny hours and that is just fact. So, I thought, I'd pop over buy the piece I wanted and get on with life. She was closed, again. The shop owners across the alley said maybe she'd open at 11? It was 11:15. I decided to go get a coffee and come back. I went to this little coffee shop and ordered a hand drip coffee. What a process and experience! First, I had to pick my beans. The little Korean man asked me five times if I was sure, those are strong. I think he thought I was crazy. Then he ground the beans and put them in a filter over a small carafe. Next he heats up water in a small watering can thing. He motions me to come to the counter and watch him. He shows me the temperature of the water, it was too hot. We have to sit and watch the water cool 3 degrees. Then he pours only a bit of water in and lets it steep. He doesn't speak a lot of English, so we are just sitting there watching the steeping and I am not sure what he is doing, but enjoying the process nonetheless. Then he pours in the rest of the water in this artful way with the watering can thing and lets it drip. Next he takes out 2 small espresso cups and pours me a cup and a cup for himself! Ha! I didn't realize I was buying him a cup too. So we drink, exclaim good coffee and he pours what is left for me in a paper cup (I had originally asked for it to go). Here I thought I was getting a quick cup of coffee, but I just have to remember there is no quick anything around here. I decide to ask him what is the best Korean restaurant in the area. He scratches his head and tells me he 'call his wife.' They speak on the phone and they decide there are no good Korean food restaurants in the area! I teased him that his wife was the best cook and he agreed. I almost didn't want to leave after that, but I asked for it to go and I decided to leave. I venture back to the art shop which is still closed.

It was just kind of a funny day. Two extremes in a lot of ways. A lonely haircut where you are missing something, someone, somewhere normal or like home. Then a 'quick' cup of coffee which was quiet in a lot of ways, but not lonely at all or quick for that matter. Just when you think you are getting adjusted you experience something else….