You think maybe it is easy to go on holiday?
Maybe for you it is.
But in the case of Eppifemili, although there are still brats around (and I think with terror at what might happen in that case), the only routine lucubrate to move away from home for a few hours, well! puts in panic is a good 70% of residents within the Roman Ring Road.
You spread the word and you create a kind of Tornado surrounding Katrina and sweeps away all that is within 30km square.
This is not because we are eager to air concerns and expectations.
No. This is because it triggers the SSU (dead end) of the preparations.
compilcatissime These machinations provide an endless series of operations including extremely detach:
No. 1: the 'organization of work and my Homo, as good professionals and most efficient (also called Otherwise Occupied ), we must put ourselves in a position to leave their places of work, left to themselves for an indefinite amount of time. The wise and honest way
time to achieve this goal is one and only: Swept racket. Amen. Thanks.
No. 2: the management of the house . Well, the issue is easy to solve, the context of the total and chronic brothel regularly find there, the difference is not known point. And this was serene.
No. 3: scattering of the No.2 dogs belonging to the family so that these princes will not suffer too much separation from mom and dad. Eppie
dog is promptly delivered to the grandmother, who, having previously planned as a fleeting fleeting moment of relaxation in the notorious island of Ponza for a period of three months three , really wants to buy her a dog fuschia swimsuit, a pair of sunglasses only a tiny heart pink, to slip in a kennel-studded Swarovski and take it to the sea.
Ruby instead, the newest, is worse.
Moves in her organizational turmoil, a whole family (Friend of Master and girlfriend) who moves from scratch with weapons and baggage in our humble dwelling, taking possession of our bedroom, just our dog, our car and practice of our lives.
In principle we could not come back. Tuttapposto.
No.4: compilation of detailed n.2 suitcases. These desperate this business as there is no unavoltachedicouna , in which the undersigned has not bundled up, throwing the mazzafionda pack, the first thing came to hand.
Needless to say you end up with a nice turtleneck sweaters in full Caribbean beaches, or the cheerful canottierine necklines and skirts in place with axillary temperatures far below freezing.
But on the other hand, the regular readers are already aware of my ancestral problems with the change of season (and if they are not already, are kindly requested to make Usually ripassino here).
That said, I was fully aware that the firm is considered hopeless.
But we are optimistic by nature, always trust nell'allettante ultimate goal: three-week trip to Southeast Asia and specifically in the heart of Malaysia.
The land of pirates, sailboats loners who get lost in the sunsets, the English colonization, the treasures of the ancient spice routes.
I think and I'm already there: the Pearl of Labuan in the flesh, proud and contemptuous gaze on the horizon and a pair of clogs D & G with wedge heel and 12 feet.
little heart With eyes as she looks his Homokan , Mompracem of the tiger, and leave with wet hair flowing, clear waters that lap endless sunny beaches.
are lost in the oriental perfumes, turquoise seas, jungles dark and mysterious.
I see me running on empty sand As I scan boarding of enemy ships on pirates.
Dream of kidnapping, loves and struggles driven by passion for a woman.
are already there.
And, honestly, no matter what I put in my suitcase.
I do not care about answering machine messages that I will find my return.
I do not care about the struggles to blows to find a parking space under the house.
This is already far light years.
I know I can deal with the organizers.
I know you know how to tame. I
weapons to defeat it and to be ready for the fateful day of departure.
What I do not know is that, once solved all these tedious practical issues, with suitcases in hand and the big toe of his left foot already out the door, and I Homo we noticed in 8 hours of departure, she had forgotten to collect the tickets at the agency.
BUT CAN'?!?!
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