Sat in the living room of my spanish friend Lourdes' (who, by the way, is having a dinner tonight downtown) flat, in Dublin - Blackrock. Finished writing an e-mail to my mum, and thought I woudl say hello and share a few news with - whoever. You, I suppose?
So, OK, how have I been? Good. I mean - good, work-wise. I am settled down already, and could say there are now still less and less things I need to ask about when doing. So I guess, I learned. I get the feeling my bosses like the way I work, and that, believe me, is a nice feeling. Two weeks ago, as I was scheduled to go to London (I say "was scheduled" because I, in fact, did not make it there), I had to "run" the whole business all by myself, as Tadgh and Mary and girls went off for a vacation (to Turkey, by the way). And so - I was in charge!!! No, to be honest, I was, but John - the bus- and boat-man was there with me every morning, and made sure things worked well. "Menomale!!" Well, weather was mostly bad, so we did not really have any terribly full or overcrowded mornings, but - you know, still, it was sort of responsibility to keep the business running well. We only had one a bit more rushed morning, but we managed just about fine (everyone thought so, except Aidan, who, as Mike put it, "got cross quite a bit". Hm, maybe he is a perfectionist...
Now as now, and "globalmente parlando", all is doing well. Work wise I mean. My private life is a bit worse, and so is my communal life, over at our place. The house is lovely and all that, but I start getting the feeling it is a bit too overcrowded for my tastes... And a bit too messy, too. I decided to do the way I woudl back in Rome. You cook? OK. Cooked, eaten, and then wash up your dishes, and dry them up and put them back to where they are to be. And - leave the mess around just - there. Zuzu sort of eliminated the throwing-away of food, for some time, but now we are back to where we were beforehand - no taking care of food prepared, it just stays out for over night, and meybe even for two nights or so, and no washing of dishes, or so. Sink is constantly full of plates and glasses, and different things, and I am just - tired... On top of it - no hot water, dryer used ocasionaly, and - let me tell you - I am looking forward to the day on which I will be told I used it too often... Hm, "joys" of communal life, indeed.
Personal one - even worse. Asked to be "left alone". But, strangely, put it as though it was I who said I wanted to leave him alone... Strange, is it, mind of a man... I do not forsee recovery anymore. Which sadens me, and at times makes me feel - free?? Don´t know. However, it does make me feel sad, most of the time, and that is NOT good now, is it?
Hmmmmmmmm
So, OK, how have I been? Good. I mean - good, work-wise. I am settled down already, and could say there are now still less and less things I need to ask about when doing. So I guess, I learned. I get the feeling my bosses like the way I work, and that, believe me, is a nice feeling. Two weeks ago, as I was scheduled to go to London (I say "was scheduled" because I, in fact, did not make it there), I had to "run" the whole business all by myself, as Tadgh and Mary and girls went off for a vacation (to Turkey, by the way). And so - I was in charge!!! No, to be honest, I was, but John - the bus- and boat-man was there with me every morning, and made sure things worked well. "Menomale!!" Well, weather was mostly bad, so we did not really have any terribly full or overcrowded mornings, but - you know, still, it was sort of responsibility to keep the business running well. We only had one a bit more rushed morning, but we managed just about fine (everyone thought so, except Aidan, who, as Mike put it, "got cross quite a bit". Hm, maybe he is a perfectionist...
Now as now, and "globalmente parlando", all is doing well. Work wise I mean. My private life is a bit worse, and so is my communal life, over at our place. The house is lovely and all that, but I start getting the feeling it is a bit too overcrowded for my tastes... And a bit too messy, too. I decided to do the way I woudl back in Rome. You cook? OK. Cooked, eaten, and then wash up your dishes, and dry them up and put them back to where they are to be. And - leave the mess around just - there. Zuzu sort of eliminated the throwing-away of food, for some time, but now we are back to where we were beforehand - no taking care of food prepared, it just stays out for over night, and meybe even for two nights or so, and no washing of dishes, or so. Sink is constantly full of plates and glasses, and different things, and I am just - tired... On top of it - no hot water, dryer used ocasionaly, and - let me tell you - I am looking forward to the day on which I will be told I used it too often... Hm, "joys" of communal life, indeed.
Personal one - even worse. Asked to be "left alone". But, strangely, put it as though it was I who said I wanted to leave him alone... Strange, is it, mind of a man... I do not forsee recovery anymore. Which sadens me, and at times makes me feel - free?? Don´t know. However, it does make me feel sad, most of the time, and that is NOT good now, is it?
Hmmmmmmmm
