three nights to go

last night I had my last working "day". I spent the whole day thinking about how to celebrate it, but as I didn't come up with anything special, I didn't celebrate at all. my best plan was to take a small bottle of sparkling wine to work, but because it would have meant shopping, I decided not to.

after working five nights in a row, I wanted to change my sleeping times back to normal and set the alarm clock on. it went off at half past ten, but I fell asleep again waking up only half past twelve. my original plan for today was to do the laundry, maybe walk a bit around the town and take it easy, but instead I had to rewrite an application. I wrote the application, went to my mum's shop to print it, came back home to get the car and drove to laura's place to get it stamped. instead of getting pissed off because of having to spend my precious freetime walking and driving around the city, I decided to make the best out of it and stop on the way to buy the ingredients for the farewell dinner party tomorrow. I also decided to think positively: who knows when I'll have the chance to drive again? when I noticed that I was out of gas, I still tried to see it in a positive way: I was lucky to notice it now and not on my way to the airport! anyway, I got the stamp and the food and could bring the car back home before heading for the post office to fax and send the application form.