Signs I may have been here "too long"

• The other day, after making what I was certain was terrible food for our watchmen, said "oh well, it is food and there are hungry children in.  . . . Oh wait" *cringe*
• I am a constellation of mosquito bites and absurd tan lines. Farmer's tan combined with v-neck, additional demarcations at he elbow, ankle, knee, neck, watchband,  and of course, a pretty stunning flip flop tan
• I have become reasonably successful at the challenging but rewarding one-handed midair mosquito grab of death 
• After developing an aversion since the age of four, am starting to kind of like bananas.   Unto recently they were, along with Korean food, one of two foods I have actually tried and hated without good reason
• <75 degrees has started to feel cold
• I am developing a new lexicon and it hardly feels awkward anymore.   Peanuts are groundnuts, I "take" water, coffee, tea, etcetera, you "close" electrical outlets and stove burners, and the strong Salesian Italian influence has made mamma mia is my current exclamation of choice 
• Half the words I use give me flashbacks of trying to explain it to my students
•  I am definitely talking more slowly.  Still not enough that the students can easily understand me but better than when I left Americaland 
• I am beginning to recognize the various Nigerian movie actors and throw roles they are inevitably typecast in
•  Our oven is kinda difficult and here, where you don't throw away dishes that don't go as planned, I am starting to weirdly enjoy the taste of burnt cake

Cake that ended up resembling a map.  At the bottom right,
see Africa and what is either Eurasia, or an elephant
climbing Africa.