Thursday, September 22, 2011

Hanging up pictures means I'm here to stay

Yesterday, I finally tracked down a cartoleria and bought some masking tape so I could hang up my pictures.


The other day, I was hanging up my laundry and I accidentally dropped a piece of underwear over the edge of our balcony.  And it's stuff like that, the mundane everyday things like buying my groceries and saying "no grazie" to the cashier when she holds up a bag and asks "borsa?" that make me feel like I really live here.

2 comments:

  1. And its stuff like seeing your pictures all hung up that make me miss you. Although I'm glad you're at home.

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