Me, myself and Nancy

It's so quiet. I am listening to sounds made by Nancy when she's eating, I can hear the neighbours watching TV, the other ones preparing a dinner.
Mattia is in Italy, from today for next 10 days. I think that in about, let's say, 3 days I will not know anymore what to do with myself. I have a week before I land in Poland, and I assume that that week is going to be extremely pointless.
we love long evenings
Let me tell you about my day, today.
After I said goodbye to BatMatt and watched his bus disappear around the corner, I went back home, packed up and went to the gym. I don't know was it because of the alcohol we had last night, was it because I had a 3-day break from the gym or simply because my mind was miles away from here, but I just couldn't find my place in the gym. I did what I had to do but I had no will to ''go the extra mile'' (as my work environment advices).
I came back home, did shopping for dinner. I decided to eat a healthy chicken breast with tomato sauce. Before that I wanted to take a shower, however, right before I entered bathroom, my parents skyped me. So I spent 2 hours talking to them and explaining that I'm eating well.. After that, I finally took the shower and cooked the dinner. During the process of cooking I threw some cus cus into the cooking chicken and the tomatoes.. Jesus Christ, I swear that I made the worst dinner ever. I didn't even eat it all. And believe me- it was not much. So I saved the night with a youghurt and plums while my mom (yes, again) was showing me my cat on skype. By the way- he got even bigger than when I saw him last time.
Like I said before, I will tell you bit by bit about all of the things that happened during past 6 weeks.
There is so much to choose from but first of all, I will tell you a story about why did it took 6 goddamn weeks to get the internet.
On a one cold evening, somewhere at the end of February, we discovered that someone put a password on an open wifi in our building. So we were forced to choose one of the network providers and apply for internet. We chose KPN, went down the street and signed a contract. We were told we will receive a media box within 2 weeks and after that our internet will be activated and ready to use.
We got a confirmation and all of those things.
The 3rd week was coming to an end and that's when we decided to go to KPN and straight things up...
As it turned out, technicians from KPN could not find any active phone line under the address that I have given to KPN, so they decided to cancel our internet inquiry themselves. Without any letter or a call they just fucking cancelled that thing. Gentleman which I spoke to on the phone in the KPN store promised me, that if I re-apply for the internet now, the media box will come next week along with internet activation. I laughed him off so he also offered me a discount for first 3 months. Fair enough, we were still waiting. Media box came a day before Easter. Postman left a note that he left it at our neighbour because we were not at home.. Well the media box was standing inside of our staircase so I highly doubt that our neighbour received it.. But oh well. We tried to set it up to our connection, but there was one problem- there was NO connection. I called KPN, explained them wtf happened and found out that the activation will be made in 2 weeks, not that day..
Finally, on 11th of April, 2013, we got the internet activated.
My dear Lord, how many nerves did I had to waste on that!
Now, as you can see, everything is working properly, even my parents are surprised about the quality of sound and camera, but half of the credit here goes to Matt's MacBook.

Goddamn, I really want to skip this week and wake up on a plane to Poland. I still have 5 working days before that, at least 2 trips to the gym and a trip to library. I need to make a work out plan for the whole week in Poland, because there will be no gym and I really need to keep up if I want to wear ridicoulously short dresses in the summer. So I will propably take my shoes and go jogging every goddamn morning.

I just want to go. Feel that I deserve it, feel happy in my hometown and then come back, feeling the huge need to come back home. Yes, home, because now THIS is the place which we turn into a home every day.

Love, 
xxx

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