Holy relax

After a frenzy week, finally some peace time during the weekend, including deserved resting. And only there in the mind's background: I haven't forgotten something important to do before tomorrow, have I?
The whole last week I wantes to speak here about the spectacular abuse we suffered last weekend... We climbed an active volcano, and we didn't see lava!!! And you'd say: that's good, isn't it? Nope. You're supposed to climb a volcano to burn your lashes with the heat... At least, we saw incredible sights...
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After that, of course, week started quite bad, with our main character burnt (by the sun, not by the lava, I repeat), and with muscle ache (you cannot do certain things beyond a certain age, even if you think you're still young it may not be true). Starting like that, on Tuesday I was exahusted... and in spite of that, after a series of intense and long days (visits and dinners included), I arrived to Friday and to a girl's dinner that fixed everything. We only lacked the bear pijamas... This allowed me to recover to move my furniture on Saturday, going a little shopping (I didn't have anything!) and preparing a ton of croquetas (practising the croquetation lessons I received with Filomenita, during the holidays).
And the result is utterly positive: mi appartment now seems a home, and is reasonably clean to receive my new room mate, who's coming this week. I regret to say that she won't be as interesting as the last one, I expect.
And now I'm preparing for another week, holding breathe before another sprint. Because all Fridays I have the feeling that yesterday was Sunday. Then, tomorrow's Fruday again? Magari... Mauber I am too relaxed, or this weekend should have three days.
After a summer day without aummer (stroll on the sun, Mediterranean meal in the terrace and chat after meal included), I go to sleep. Tomorrow begins another week.


Why do I go around the bush? Because yesterday I was looking some photos that I've printed today, and I've had ideas again.... No, mean, mean. But, as I said in the last post, the most difficult part is to change habits. Thus, I make catharsis.