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Because tonight I'm home alone (puppy went to dinner with the grandparents popes) are left without apology to my poor little house that screams revenge for months ... for months ... I always say, because since I moved in late March, I never really finished the move. Now, ignoring the odyssey of moving (and crises of nerves for aid) at the time was three months old puppy recently and was limited to playing with things at hand ... But now he crawls like a train, thanks to the presence of two pigrotti that from this point the view has always been an inspiration. This means that if before the house could have an encampment of boxes waiting to find the final destination of the content, now I have to avoid becoming a minefield for my small and tireless explorer.
Yet between this pressing need and its realization in the past months it seems that there was no way of finding the key to the problem ... The first problem is obviously me: messy by nature, by choice or necessity, even I do not know which of the three. Messy but fussy, Rompin I would say (and who knows me can confirm) that order is not an ordinary but an exact science, to which I have always given an intrinsic value spiritual reorganization when I start a new job, make a change ... Another problem for me is reordered in the company, which, you will agree with me, when you're single it's a drama. Not that I want to wash my floor to another, only, as I do, I prefer to have someone to talk to, this evening is replaced by my blog. Among other things, having puppy home, a second person at least has become crucial to avoid hurt ... I know it's crazy, but the question is crucial, because the simplest thing turns out to be practically impossible. Why .. Where can I get to spend two hours to keep me company while Rassetto home? Therefore, we exclude the Gilmore my sanity, to ask for help? Most people work all week, use one part of the weekend to tidy up your home or shop and the remainder being able to relax and have fun. How dare I ask to go, I know, Saturday afternoon to watch me make the switch cabinets?? Who does not work in general has no children, and worse than worse, I can not call my sister and ask her to find a babysitter for her to control devils my puppy.
And then, and here I am venting, comes the insult are those who have offered aid: when you need a hand call ! Have you ever? and above all, never been desperate enough (as unfortunately it was me) to ask for help seriously? I would be happy but .... and the slew of explanations (plausible and fair, for sure, do not say no) is practically endless. Worse: I can not this week, but next I am free ... Try asking the next week and find that you could tell me before I kept free, I'm so sorry ... but So, I understand to be a human case that inspires compassion, but friends, real ones, I have always honestly said no, then find, impossible triangle, the time to chat with me anyway. Easier said than done and the sea, they said once ...
Puppy has since returned to the fold, a bit 'cleaner (the fold is still a stable: D) even if the plates of the first reference to them tomorrow morning ... goodnight! Today
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