The last 7 days including today had some ginger theme going on....I was chasing a ginger kitten, which was stuck under some metal rubbish, but still too afraid to let me touch it. And now a neighbour for 2 days or 2 nights...who knows with the most gingery hair ever, and no, he's not irish, he's from Denmark.
Of course M. is happy and showing him around, giving him work to do....a notice would of been nice, but well...I don't know how to handle T., earlier when I showed my masterpiece to M., he walked in without hesitation or a simple 'Hey, can I come in too?'. Seriously people, boundaries....
At least no more mushrooms - Stinkhorns, I have to find my non-existing social skills for the next few days, because after T. is gone, K&N are coming. I'm trying to like them, but my world and their world is soooooo different, not to mention our personality.
I had a weak moment, thinking getting a kitten wouldn't be a bad idea, but I won't be home enough to make it work. But if I have to decide between getting a cat or a man, oh boy, the cat would win 100000 times. I still hate men, be younger than 14 or older than 60 no problem, but the others could go to hell. I know it was 16 months ago, but it will take me a few years to trust even in one.
Going back to T., well he's in his late 20s, so my lack of friendliness towards him didn't surprise me.
I enjoyed the F1 qualification today, it's the Hungarian GP, and finally it was a rainy one :). Hoping for a similar race tomorrow.
