Treburi si poze

Astazi a fost pentru prima data in care am pornit aerul conditionat in masina. Au fost 29 de grade si toti localnicii erau imbracati de parca se duceau la plaja. Numai eu fierbeam in ghete deoarece restul incaltamintei este la bagaje si bineinteles ca nu am acces momentan.
Am reusit sa cumparam toate materialele necesare pentru ca maine sa se poata lucra la casa. Tot maine ne si mutam si va incepe o noua runda de asamblat diverse, maturat, spalat, curatat, aranjat si in final DORMIT!
Astazi in Ikea am asistat la o scena destul de violenta dintre doi olandezi (sot si sotie). Se pare ca ea nu dorea sa intre in masina iar el o tot forta si o impingea. Ea avea si un dezavantaj: era in carje. Deznodamantul nu-l stiu deoarece incercam sa nu fiu gura casca. Am ignorat cu o oarecare parere de rau pentru ea dar in final ei s-au luat..deci la pachet au venit si astfel de momente din pacate cam tolerate!

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