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Silver line in the cloud, there surely is no hurry, but would you mind showing up?!


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Another year

Another year to find silver linings. Guess I have started soon and well.
Got the flu, I can finally catch up with series I love. I am clearly not back in Beirut yet, or I’d have gone mad by now, waiting for hours for a forty minutes episodes.

So, all is well. Or that’s what I keep telling myself. The hard decision has been taken and I am trying to stick to it. But it’s hard. Very hard.
…have I said I’m finding this hard, yet?! 😂

I’ll know the hard times are over when I’ll feel like taking pictures again.
For now, I watch TV.

And the snow

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I am not really sure this can fit into the Silver Line thing I keep blabbering about, but I found this extremely interesting.
A fun way to make us realise the stereotypes we so often take for what things really are, a fun way to help us all understand that Africa is not just undernourished children and war…

Well, take a look, it’s cute
(I’ll be back with the not-so-serious stuff soon)

If you want to know more, click here!


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rushing away

I was away for a few days.

When I arrived home, on Monday night…surprise! I had left the fridge open.

Now, I realise for most people this might be a major source of distress, what with rotting food, wasted money, nothing to eat. And I am no exception.

And once again, here comes the silver line: the fridge was empty 😀


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Cold showers

The boiler died.
No heating. Well, I am a “think positive” kind of person, right? I decided I could survive.
No hot water. I am still the “think positive” kind of person I was one line up but, well, no.
And, needless to say, it happened on Saturday morning, when the maintenance guy had decided to take a well deserved weekend off. It might have been the last warm one, after all. Wise man.

I felt icicles forming on my hands, hair, face, feet, nose, everywhere.

Now, I realise this might seem slightly exaggerated,  but I really cannot stand the cold. I can’t.
Can you imagine how I suffered growing up on the mountains? I was not anti-social, I just wasn’t brave enough to face the outside temperatures.
Yes, we had summers, but still.

Anyway, last weekend was hell. Freezing hell. I kept trying to call the guy, one never knows, he might have been missing work. Or felt there was something wrong in my house. He didn’t.
He responded to my desperate e-mail the second he opened the shop yesterday, though, and I felt very grateful. My mouth would have arrived behind my ears, as it often does when I am really happy, had it not been frozen. 🙂

He’s coming today. Lunchtime. I work one hour /three buses ride from home, I’ll have to go in the afternoon and work from home this morning.

And I could sleep in.

I felt icicles forming…everywhere

Oh, by the way, it was 28° outside the whole weekend 🙂