And the saga of the apartment rolls on!

7th November 2011

Bonjour! Is the french thing getting boring yet????   Answers on a postcard please :0)

So the weekend seemed to fly by, we had every good intention of venturing out for food on Sunday to celebrate but actually didn't get out of bed, other for toast in the morning and to put a few loads of washing on....yes I am that sad that I worried we wouldn't have anything to wear today!

We nearly starved as I refused to cook and Mr. H decided that as he had cooked breakfast he was now on strike.....he actually had the nerve to say that he wasn't my slave, as you can imagine Grumpus was not impressed.   I pointed out that is what happens when you create a monster lol, put me on a pedestal by all means, but then don't change your mind 6 years in and expect me to actually start doing something!

Anyway the top and bottom of it was we both starved to prove a point.........seriously two grown adults sat in two separate rooms sulking!  

Anyho, all friends again today, I may have apologised but I clearly wouldn't put that in black and white would I?!

So the paperwork has been sent to the powers that be to approve, big thank you to UPS, paid for midday delivery today and it ended up being delivered at 3.30pm UK time......chuffed to bits NOT!

Called UPS to bo**ock them and their excuse was the normal driver was off sick and the replacement driver didn't realise it had priority.....the big sticker saying PRIORITY didn't give it away then, jesus wept where do they find these people!

Why the hell would you send documents UPS unless they were urgent, I give up I really do, between them and my letting agent back home, I am beginning to think that the world is being taken over by monkeys resembling humans, its the only way to explain the bloody stupidity of some people.

I seriously am being to think that people enjoy getting me stressed, it the only logical reason, for such a great country everything seems to take sooooooooooooooooooooooo long and there is just no need for it.   I spent three hours the other day trying to reason with a French woman as to why it was quicker to email a lease to me rather than post it!!!!

But what can I expect from a country who thinks it is perfectly acceptable to have their supermarkets shut at 7pm on an evening, that is right, that wasn't a TYPO 7pm in the evening, late night "whoop whoop" is a Thursday were they stay open till half seven, I am seriously considering going to Asda when I get home at two in the morning, just because I f**king can!

So to recap, you don't have a large freezer like back home, so you have to shop weekly, but you work till gone seven every night (that's right folks living the dream!) so the only night you can shop is Thursday and have to tear round the supermarket like you have a tribe of loonies chasing you, you couldn't make it up!!

Anyway rant over for tonight, I am getting a sweat on writing about it, you have something special to look forward to on the next blog, Grumpus's V's washing the sofa covers.......if that doesn't wet your appetite I don't know what will!

Ciao

Grumpus x