admit that the last two delays have made me doubt that you have chosen the right days for the twice-weekly publication of the blog, but it is in this month seem to have decided to drive us crazy with last-minute surprises.
Let's start with bad news.
We lost the house that in April we were finally able to block: delays and differences with the current owners have dissuaded us from continuing to wait a bit and then we 'walk and a bit' raised.
Patience: a dead house he built another.
Speaking of property, however, there is also good news
Maybe we could find the nest, which will replace the fifth floor is an apartment on the fourth floor of a beautiful building like the one where we are today, a moooolto little smaller but brighter and with the great advantage of having a secondary entrance that leads directly to the Promenade.
Not bad, right?
We should finalize by next week and then begin the move in December. Obviously
all those who have not yet come are invited to see the new house and who has known the fifth floor, do not miss to visit the fourth.
once inform the blog, for sentimental reasons and to remember Quasimodo, will not change the name.
Wednesday we had courage to go to the local INPS desperate for an answer why our health cards have not arrived yet.
afraid and like two school children (we also had the rice crisis typical of any self-respecting examination) we have waited until the last to go from the employee and between the two this seemed to be the kindest and alarm clock.
course we ended up with the other, hysterical and inc ... PROVIDING, who has settled, saying that there were statements of our birth.
What is clear, has not occurred on a computer or archive your data and documents, but simply decided that our faces to communicate this message: extracts of birth.
For us, born in three different places, none of whom have relatives or friends to ask a favor, he had a big problem. Obviously
internet and common sense than a couple of employees in Italy helped us to find solutions and personally my fax copy of the extract of birth I already have here before.
publicly thanked the City of Monza and on other occasions mi ha fatto sentire orgogliosa di essere nata li (e, si, anche grazie a mamma e papà che mi ci hanno fatta nascere).
Tea, da parte sua, pare avere superato anche questa otite e, in attesa delle prossima che, a giudicare dall'ecatombe alla crèche, non dovrebbe tardare, si è fatta la sua amichetta del cuore, tale Carlà che non appena ci vede entrare in classe corre ad abbracciarsi Tea, la quale risponde calorosamente, e poi mano nella mano se ne vanno rievocando, anche nella camminata, Charlot nella scena finale di "Tempi moderni".
Che tenerezza...
PS: al momento della pubblicazione non mi sono ancora arrivate due fotografie che ha scattato Sergio con il suo telefono. Non appena arrivano le pubblicherò.
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