Yup, the washer can’t be fixed. So now we have to buy a new one, which SUCKS!! We actually had a new washer that we bought when I moved over here, but when we moved to our new apartment the guy who lived here before us was selling his appliances. They were a better make than ours but we didn’t know how old they were etc. I thought we should keep the ones we had but nooooo, Xander raved on about how much better the ones the guy had were. So we sold our appliances, which are probably still going strong, and took the ones we have now. You know, the broken one. I like getting to say I told you so, it happens so rarely that I really love when the opportunity arises. Not that it does me any good financially, our “move home” fund will still be bled dry by this. I think we’re going shopping for a new one tomorrow. I totally plan to buy the cheapest one I can possibly find.I hope I get accepted to World of Warcraft. I’m so freakin’ bored everyday, it would be nice to have a new game to pass the time. I think a hissy will be in order if I don’t get accepted to the beta. I also might start cross stitching again.. haha omg I actually just cringed when I typed that because it’s such a girlie thing to do. I love it though, I can’t help it!
I’d try to find work again but I’m scared to do anything that makes it look like I’m settling here because then Xander just puts off sorting the move even further. It’s happened when I was working before, any time I’ve taken Dutch lessons or seemed even remotely happy here. To me that means, oh hey I’m not so miserable today but to Xander it says “YAY! She’ll stay!” (Uhhh, no.) So it’s kind of like, be bored shitless for the next year and have a 95% chance of being out of here by next summer.. OR .. find a job and get out working and make things a bit better and have a 65% chance. So, I can live with boredom for another year, I’ve done it for the last five.
Ok, I probably make it sound like an absolute nightmare here but it’s not. I mean there are fun times, I’ve gotten to see Europe and experience things people I know back home never will. This is my blog though and it’s a great place for me to bitch and let off steam. I often wonder if people read it and think I’m just negativity from head to toe. I’m not ya know, I swear! :P
Yeah well, you’ll just have to take my word for it..
Oh and some good news. Pearly has come through her operation and is doing much better! I was worried as hell for the last few days because my mother was telling me she was really confused and out of it. All I could think of was my ex’s grandfather that kept having these “mini strokes” and got more and more confused. I hate thinking of something like that happening to Pearly. From what I heard today she was up sitting in the chair and bitching about hating watching the other people around her eating when she’s still stuck on liquids. She’s definately back to her old self! haha