Ruinowe frills ....!
Finally I found a moment to write anything though.
so much I hate not have the time and live in the constant hurry, in which now lies the ... but well, since I became the owner of ruins, my life has changed dramatically, and the lack of time has become a thing was hardly normal.
all that has been made subservient to this one, one aim - that is my picturesque ruins, which over time becomes more and more demanding.
demanding and not knowing mercy mercy me ... poor thing, pushing himself to a prominent place in my life ... and acting at the same time as if it was the most important world-wide and beyond, nothing else existed!
And can not exist!
Nay, surely some Fanaberia!
frills, where I, unfortunately, completely ... give in!
Crash, who once charmed me so much ... Now so much killing me, bringing me a lot of work, taking my time, strength and even ... thoughts that continuously circulate only around it. And I live like in some trance!
And there are moments that I have it already so heartily enough, and should I just would like to turn our backs and go ... to leave as much as possible, and the best run and have finally ... Peace of mind ... as they wish nothing more in the world! But
.. unfortunately ... ruin me it never will, attracting me to him ... in some incomprehensible way, like magnesium how!
Apparently we are the writing! For good or bad ... As the wedding vows!
So give in and humble, accompanied by a strong will to an inch, how I manage to accumulate only in August, budge week in week to meet her. Jade all possible means of locomotion, which I only manage to ride to the end of his autkiem, waiting for me somewhere out there, at the city park in the town K.dojechac finally to his "dream and the desired" objective became my ruin.
while on-site ... from month ahead of me still the same scenario. If so
overdrive ... runs to meet me happy bunch ... children and dogs.
Children in number about 6-7 in the number of dogs and 3-4 belong to Mrs Mirka, my ... Guardian Angel, whom I entrusted and gave the whole hardly in your possessions.
And my guardian angel ... turned out to be surprisingly ... PTT REALLY ... and as yet let me down! So CUDA
exist!? I'm really built!
And can it really some sort of miraculous transformation?! And the man, Mr Mirek asocjalnego transform into a human Fair?
surely must finally believe in the man.
I'm so hopeful. I believe in Mr Mirek, not having surely ... other option?!
So back to my scenario, the accidents are taking place in the following way and almost always the same thing:
Now, after a very cheerful greeting with kids and dogs, waiting for me a little less joyous welcome from the foreman, who is with great impatience, rubbing his hands already waiting for me, accusing me of premeditation and with some sort of weird Chinese food, which you still do not know ... and a thousand questions that ... and so does not know the answer!
And when it happens but I'd do something to know what is also rare, but it happens, then a foreman, he looks at me so strange somehow, then they say where I am is I surely know, since I'm still full ... lay!
Then I mad, forcing the car, pulling out a file, printed from the net of securities, and I wave them in front of him, the proof that what I just said, this feast is true, because he says knowingly and science. A knowledge and learning is SACRED! Yes
holy ... maybe, but not to master. Because he surely has his knowledge. And moreover, for him it was only and exclusively the practice, and what is there somewhere powypisywane ... and so it has nothing to do with what he knows and foreman CAN!
And here is .... MASTER monologue .... whose I, horror of horrors ... and so do not listen, just waving his hand, forcing the car, working clothes assume, filcogumiaki ... I call fork and shovel, and to horror master ... I go to the children.
And children are happy to, as only children can, they are joyful and full of energy and will to work, ask him straight away - what we do.
And when he says that ... this and that, Indians seem to cheers, and each wants to do something, so I separate work, and armed with buckets, brushes, spatulas ... we go to the work. Last pobielilismy and poprzycinalismy together a tree.
We have a whole lot more strange sight ... so when we go together, me and behind me seven children, and at the end merrily barking dogs.
foreman as a professional and maybe not the worst ... common language but somehow we do not. And besides, I do not know Latin, and the agreement is so difficult.
So the kids create a harmonious and happy group, and they have already committed themselves that if only you assist me will dwell in everything! So I
magnificent vistas before him ... and pretending not to see the offending master vision, I feel like some sort of ... fairytale princess, which went to some strange house in the middle of the forest and there she met ... Dwarfs!
And when I told Mr. Mirek in their enthusiasm, how great it is to children, first scratched his head, and finally said:
Oh, lady ... and the lazy!
And besides, it looks briefly at all like this: put a new
rafter and the roof was covered with so-called. membrane. Are taken out of the chimneys and repaired the walls in the middle.
So the appearance is becoming a cottage home and cease to haunt your appearance abandoned by God and man shanties. I
while ... oh well ... more and more exhausted, in front of a lot of work, growing costs, piling up heaps of tasks ... and a general lack of strength, and long months in the autumn sweat ... endless driving ... in general ceased to bother anything.
And even for this simple reason, and ... the NIC no longer have strength! It looks
ruin.
My little friends ...
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