kitchen's provisional, makeshift life of ten years, nothing permanent, and most of the moment. And I think in the end it was the end of prowizorki. And this was the day when I came back at night, after a tragic day at work, home, where he officiated the whole day assembling kitchen crew. I only know by phone that they are acids that can not manufacture and have already started to speculate that since this is certainly not finished, rozbabrają and return after the holidays. I cursed under his breath back as I've had enough of this century prowizorki. I go home and dumb. Literally dumb. Not only that, it's still a kitchen done as well! Already after I sat down I started to investigate how did the carpenter from Lomza, after which I expected for a month will do the amendment, jebnął kitchen, which looks like the latest catalog of interior decoration. All perfectly folded, everything installed and working. And shiny. And when they came upon apartment I realized that this was the end. Removal, repair and the whole shit associated with it. In parallel, begins to develop a new, beautiful thread in my life. And maybe this will be it. I may end up for longer. I feel that I'm on a wave. And I'm so lucky. I would very much like this happiness with someone at the end of the divide ....
Koton
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