Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my boyfriend. I adore him and would do anything for him. But sometimes, on rare occasions, he annoys the bejesus out of me. He has a peculiar job – he restores cars. A noble and precise work, no doubt but from time to time he requires help. That help is usually me. Yesterday as on any other workday I came from work to his shop and peeked inside. As soon he saw me the words were: “Oh, good, you’re here. You’re gonna help me with something. But you have to wain an hour for me to finish something else first” Yeah, we know where this is going. I spent all afternoon and evening with him to discover that he could have used ANYONE to help me (was not that precision of mine he was in need of).
At 7pm when normal people eat dinner we went straight from the shop to other shops ordering flooring and wallpapers. The wait: two to three weeks. So we’ve learnt we are not moving this Christmas and it is time to put up the Christmas tree in the apartment.
Anyway, on Monday there were these in the advent calendars:
The red deer is a new ornament I got from a friend. It’s nice.