Saturday, 15. November 2014
When everything goes wrong...
ell, 19:31h
It all started with a water boiler. Or rather with the fact that I have non. I recently moved into my schools residential home and so I'm pretty much short of everything you need in daily live but don't usually think about. In the last three weeks I acquired two book shelves, a thin soft mattress (because the one we got there is awfully hard), a laundry basket, two sets of dishes, a fruit knive and two small old pots from my dad. Also I lend bedclothes, knives, forks, spoons and a few other things from my mum.
In this time my brother also finally found a girlfriend he's really getting along with (mind you, he'll be 30 in February). And a week ago we met for lunch at my mum's. For some reason we came onto the topic of all the stuff I still don't have, and my brother's girlfriend told me she had an old but funktioning water boiler she could give me, among other things.
So much for the background, now the story:
The original plan was to get the car from my dad (since I don't have my own yet) on saturday, drive down to my brother's girlfriend, get the stuff and give the car back by saturday evening.
Then Liz phoned me that she had a present for me, on which I replaned, to stop her by on saturday, because she's not living far from my brothers girlfriend.
Then my mum phoned me, if I could come help her bake cut-out cookies for christmas, but she'd have to work night shift on friday, so I replaned to stop by Liz on friday evening, stay a while, probably over night, then either drive by my brothers girlfriend first then home, or vice versa and help my mum with baking on saturday.
Then my mum phoned that she didn't have to work nightshift and I should come on friday evening so we could start early on saturday. Bad thing: It was friday evening then already and I was nearly at Liz' already.
Soooo: I drove to liz, stayed there for about an hour, then drove home, and helped my mum bake cookies all day, with the plan of going back to liz on saturday afternoon after having stoped by at my brother's girlfriend for the water boiler. But the saturday got a little too long.
I managed to call the brother's girlfriend, and change the plan to having late breakfast together on sunday (meaning around 1 pm), when Liz told me I maybe shouldn't come because her parents are ill and thus iritable and I already told my mum I'd be leaving in the evening.
It's saturday evening now. The plan for the late breakfast is still standing. I can't really sleep at home, and I don't want to go back to the residential home, mainly because it's a rather long ride. But even less I want to sleep in the car.
Let's see, what the evening brings...
Note: Quite funny, the only thing that worked out to my favour is that I may have the car until some not yet defined time on sunday...
In this time my brother also finally found a girlfriend he's really getting along with (mind you, he'll be 30 in February). And a week ago we met for lunch at my mum's. For some reason we came onto the topic of all the stuff I still don't have, and my brother's girlfriend told me she had an old but funktioning water boiler she could give me, among other things.
So much for the background, now the story:
The original plan was to get the car from my dad (since I don't have my own yet) on saturday, drive down to my brother's girlfriend, get the stuff and give the car back by saturday evening.
Then Liz phoned me that she had a present for me, on which I replaned, to stop her by on saturday, because she's not living far from my brothers girlfriend.
Then my mum phoned me, if I could come help her bake cut-out cookies for christmas, but she'd have to work night shift on friday, so I replaned to stop by Liz on friday evening, stay a while, probably over night, then either drive by my brothers girlfriend first then home, or vice versa and help my mum with baking on saturday.
Then my mum phoned that she didn't have to work nightshift and I should come on friday evening so we could start early on saturday. Bad thing: It was friday evening then already and I was nearly at Liz' already.
Soooo: I drove to liz, stayed there for about an hour, then drove home, and helped my mum bake cookies all day, with the plan of going back to liz on saturday afternoon after having stoped by at my brother's girlfriend for the water boiler. But the saturday got a little too long.
I managed to call the brother's girlfriend, and change the plan to having late breakfast together on sunday (meaning around 1 pm), when Liz told me I maybe shouldn't come because her parents are ill and thus iritable and I already told my mum I'd be leaving in the evening.
It's saturday evening now. The plan for the late breakfast is still standing. I can't really sleep at home, and I don't want to go back to the residential home, mainly because it's a rather long ride. But even less I want to sleep in the car.
Let's see, what the evening brings...
Note: Quite funny, the only thing that worked out to my favour is that I may have the car until some not yet defined time on sunday...
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quadrotriticale,
Sun 2014-11-16 14:23
...and then your car broke down.
Note: No one will understand this. I'm part of it, and I don't even understand it xD
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