friday last week was my last day at work. my vacation so far:
saturday:*the beginning of the "period" (and the head ache, the stomach ache, the bad temper, the wish to die...)
*went to the cottage
sunday:*the beginning of rain
*don't remember anything more than rain and pain...
monday:*tommy's brother + family came to visit us. the men did something with the electricity, and i painted the ceiling and the walls in the bedroom
tuesday:*wallpapered in the bedroom
wednesday:*went to visit some of tommy's friends
*bought wood and stuff to finish the bedroom
*painted some of the wood for the bedroom
thursday:*almost finished the bedroom (only the window and the door left)
*went home
*stopped at a friend of tommy's on the way, to eat and gossip
*between 9 and 11 degrees all day! i don't think days under 17 should count as vacation...
friday:*went to the bank, to sign the last papers for the house
*went to the house to get the keys
*had coca cola, sandwich and strawberries (from our own strawberry field) on the balcony
*went home and started packing (tommy started last week)
*this is the second day without rain on my vacation (i don't think it rained saturday...)