Let's see.
Tomorrow the third builder will come by with his numbers.
Monday morning I'll meet the architect to pick up the license (hopefully)
Decisions have to be made about the builders, NOW. With any luck at all, they'll start work next week. We have to clean the house out this weekend and keep working on removing the plaster from the vaults.
Took the dog to the vet, seems his leischmania is resurfacing. The stress of my being away last weekend seems to have been too much. Blood tests done and vaccine postponed, plus a urine sample that he wilingly gave out. Plus he may have a nasty little tick-born problem and he has either worms or colitis. I'm offering up prayers for worms. Never thought I'd say that anyway.
We have the overarching charm of the man having to go into work while looking for work and not being properly employed. The atmosphere there is delightful.
A large block of very well paid work that I thought I would be getting doesn't seem to be panning out, some whim of the generalitat seems to have sent the work to another language school. Crap for us all.
Now...
Nownownownownow, we got an email from the man's sister this evening. Seems his mother's health is failing severely. Booking flights out of here for him.
He's all booked and going to be gone for a week!
Never ever ever ever dull.
Had dinner at 10:30 pm. We were a little surprised by the time when we sat down, I thought it was around 8.
Gotta laugh, it's the only option.
4 comments:
Laughter & a sense of humour – thank God for both.
Hugs and best wishes to all – including Chuck.
Blimey! It never rains but it pours. Thoughts are with you all. xx
Beth, indeed. Though there is a good weep waiting in the wings somewhere.
Boo and Trev, "sempre ploure sobre mollat" It always rains where it's wet. Catalan idiom that said the same darned thing. Thanks for the thoughts.
All I can say is tie a knot at the end of your rope and hang on!
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