Eire

I guess that's just how it is. Everytime you think that the biggest part is done and one can concentrate on everyday life, my brain just happens to snap out of this everyday life thought and makes a list of little things to be done. buying a curtain for the shower, hanging the curtains in the bedrooms...there's an endless list so I'll show some mercy and only list two of the most "important" things. I'm really knackered by now and I would like to sit down and just say. uff, done. but I f*** can't do.
So I'll just jet to ireland for an evening, I'll feel better then. Slaìnte!