I got some help via airtasker and a man with a can and cleared the last of my storage locker this morning. I’m trying out the old coffee table for a bit. I was going to sell but am reminded of what a good size it is so will try it on for a bit.
I saw my upstairs Neighbour in the basement garage this morning and she invited me for a drink at 2pm. She is an older Greek lady and lives in the penthouse with her much older husband. Their place is the same size as mine but with a much more formal fit out. It was immaculately clean (when I came home I mopped the floor with shame) and full of that formal European furniture. They have a giant tv which I was not hating on.
We sat outside and drank camomile tea and are baklava she had made (delicious) and beautifully sliced nectarines while she told me astounding gossip about her former daughter in law. Of course I google when I got home and it was all true but so singular that I could not share but OMG.
She would not let me leave without trying a cumquat liquor from Corfu in crystal thimble glasses and now I want her to befriend me and invite me to her gin rummy nights.
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