Being particularly moody for the past three days and in a mental condition that could be qualified as mediocre (and only because I'm being gentle to myself) I decided I could use a break and do some chores around the house. I figured it could take the edge off my anger and anyway it was about time I redecorated, it's been almost two months since I moved in. By midnight, the house was a mess and so was I. My back still hurts because I insisted to move the sofa around the living room and find the perfect setting for the bookshelves. By 2 am, I had scrubbed and polished every inch of the apartment. I was pretty content with the result, so I moved on to doing the laundry. Big mistake. One hour later, my kitchen was practically flooded and in the morning I had some explaining to do in front of my neighbours. I had barely managed to recover after the pipe-changing trauma, and now this. So I called the owner to complain - she's very maternal and seems to have understood I'm not exactly skilled when it comes to house issues, and she sent someone over to look at the washing machine. Turns out it was not just the washing machine, but also the pipes in the kitchen, so as I'm writing these lines, my kitchen is a disaster, I'm in no mood to clean again, my back still hurts but I am very excited about having moved the desk next to the window. I have a splendid view of the Palace of Culture and Science. Tomorrow, some people from the telephone company will come over to fix some cables.
I'm looking forward to seeing what next week has in store for me.
Maybe it's time I painted the walls purple.
4 comments:
whatever happened to the orange walls period? are purple walls a sign of growing up? i have poppies on my walls.
I seriously doubt it :) Purple was the first color that came to my mind, and I guess it's because of the Gogol Bordello concert which I am soooo looking forward to. A few more days and everything will turn purple.
I was waiting for your pre-St. Andrew post, but, since there isn't one, I just wanted to remind you to put garlic cloves next to windows and doors tonight. Whatever you do, don't open the door to strangers tonight and don't listen to any animals talking. Sweet dreams!!!
There isn't any because I can't stand this month anymore, I'm only looking forward to the end of it. So no St. Andrew's Day/Night this year. And anyway, it somehow seems to have lost its magic :(
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