I got up at 7.30, to take a shower, pick up Leo and go to the police station near my house, to ask where the hell my damn permesso was. Made it to Leo's at 9 and drove immediately to the place. Got there at 9.30, just to find out that, its open every damn day, from 9-12 including Saturdays-which is rare for Italy, I assure you, EXCEPT on THURSDAYS when its open from 3-6 only. I had even taken the morning off to do this. Dropped back Leo to his house and went to work. I worked all the way until 2.20. Take note, I did not eat or go to the bathroom, just worked. All the way until I had to leave. Then I picked up Leo again and headed for the police station. We got there and in less than 5 minutes we got the answer we dreaded to hear.
"Your permesso's not ready. We don't know how long it will take. Come back next week." I took time off work to do this. No dice.
I drove Leo back to his area and he wanted to look for sweaters. After that, we went furniture shopping! But I was dead tired and hungry. It was around 5 already. So we headed off for a quick bite at Mcdonalds. I really missed hanging out with Leo and just talking and laughing. We talked about our future and what we hope 2008 will bring. He said he'll work in Brussels until September and then if they offer him another year, he'll take it. But that will be the last year. He would have saved up for a modest wedding for us, and he plans to come back to Rome, since I'm here. I rushed home though (after dropping Leo off again) as I wanted to pay the rent. I was very surprised to find the Volvo had moved (my landlord promised to take it to the carrozeria), and ever more surprised when they weren't home. So I didn't get to pay the rent today. I won't work overtime tomorrow - it our Monthsary! 34 months! I'm still debating if I should wear a dress or jeans tomorrow. I need more clothes. I'll shop when the sales begin.
Now its 11, and I'm waiting for Leo to call. I fixed up my clothes and watered the plants though. Maybe I'll start reading a book.
Just bought the golden compass. Should be fun.
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