Sand gets in your eyes

'Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of
our lives'.

I hear you. It's been a while. And a lot has happened.
I often think my life is more interesting than a soap opera.
Or as I think of it here in the desert, a sand opera.

We are experiencing the infamous sand storms, or
'shammal' as they are better known here in the Gulf,
that signify the onset of spring. Ah, spring, such a
special time of the year, don't you think?

Add to this, that our balcony door has been broken
for over two weeks. Of course this happened just after
the one-year maintenance guarantee had expired.
Good to know that things are still built to last.
The nitty-gritty of it is, that it's up to us to get it fixed now.

I've given up and started inviting the kids in the building
around to come and play in the sandpit, or the space
formerly known as the living room.

In conclusion, I came across this profound statement by a
resident in Dubai regarding the shammal in the online newspaper,
Gulf News:

'I went out and saw my car covered with a thick coat of sand.
I wiped it and the sand was red. But then it rained, and then
all the sand was tuned to mud.'

Ahmed
Dubai, UAE

Be sure to 'tune' in again for more riveting sandstorms in
a teacup.