We all know that change is constant. I guess as we get older we have more experience with this concept. Doesn’t that mean that we get used to change and facing it should be easier? No, it seems to be just the opposite. Maybe we get tired of change? Just plain ole’ tired of dealing with it day in and day out.

Personally, I feel like I’ve had to handle a lot of change in my life and normally do okay with it. But some days it doesn’t take much to push me beyond my limits. I mean, let’s face it. I moved to Costa Rica. That’s a big change. Change in language, change in cost of living, change in availability of creature comforts. But more so — a change in culture. This change in culture I believe was the hardest for me — and almost 3 years later — continues to be a challenge.

I was reminded of this last night when I went to make myself a hot dog. Did you know that the hot dogs here in Costa Rica have a temporary plastic casing on them?  Yes. Before eating them, one has to cut and peel the plastic sheath off. I wish someone would have warned me about this before trying to eat my first one. Yuck. The plastic is not meant to be eaten!

Anyhow, getting used to new hot dogs is not a big deal. But lots of little things add up to be big ones sometimes. And yes, I still have days when I wonder what it would be like if I moved home with my parents and ate normal hot dogs.