Wednesday, 3 December 2014
And then there were 3
There are days when life just sort of sucks the life out of you. I was doing fine today, the day was lovely and warm and smiling, as days are known to be once in a while. It didn't even feel like winter. Spending time with my hubbie, feeling full of energy to get to the fabric stores, loads of ideas swimming in my head, lots of projects I want to try out, a little hungry to get home, have dinner, start working on... something, anything. And then... I get to my car and it was blocked. Well isn't that nice? I look around and the gentleman of the store in front makes that sad empathetic face. That face that says "Oh well..." He comments that he has never even noticed that these spaces are meant only for motorbikes. It doesn't help me much. I call the number to get me unblocked and then patiently wait for more than an hour to get it unlocked for a small fee. Small = 126 euros. I am gutted. It's a lot of money for a mistake. I parked in this place because someone was leaving and I parked in their spot. I didn't even see the sign.
I am gutted. And now I am just so sleepy and have absolutely no energy whatsoever. The fabrics I bought are just sitting here in front of me. All projects I had in my mind have just disappeared. All I want to do is get into bed and sleep.
(I'm glad I finished the third and last sun on Monday)