This lovely Spaniard made my day today and brought me breakfast to bed. All the stuff that's been going on with the house has been sucking so much energy from us, I can't imagine what would have happened to my mental health if I had been dealing with everything all alone. Don't get wrong impression - we're still going through loads of shit from the landlord. But at least the pest control men came last Friday to put some poisons to our house, I haven't seen any rats (besides the landlord) or mice since I came back from Finland. I've heard them though - it's a nasty feeling that you get when you hear the rats behind your bedroom door. I'm dreaming about them almost every night too.
I wouldn't survive without Naroa.