It's raining and I feel like staying in with a nice hot supper (hot sausages and yorkshire pudding anyone? Rosie gave me a crash course in toad in the hole a couple of weeks ago and I've been dying to try it ever since.)
Anyway, my brain feels like it is about to explode. I am getting a roommate tomorrow and I can't say I'm happy about it. We'll see. Both the Principal and the Gestionaire told me about it (only the gestionnaire told me twice...I think he's working too hard lately), for which I am extremely grateful. Their one consolation was that I will no longer be living alone. HA! I've been piecing all the bits together, but I guess I'll just have to wait until tomorrow to find out the true story about the new surveillant. (Also, I can tell it's been bothering me all day because I've caught myself daydreaming and cleaning like a maniac at intervals.) What can I say, I like living alone (well, with a part-time roommate, anyway). Patience is a virtue. The last time I got a roommate, it was only ok (just barely).
*sigh* Just as I think life is going just nicely (meaning that our Verdun family as finally adjusted to our newest member), I get a curve ball.
Rain, rain go away, come again some other day (or preferably not at all).
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