I’m still here

Yep, just when you thought you would get a break from my silliness, I surprised you with one more post. The UPS guy didn’t come take away my computer but he promises that tomorrow he will. So, of course I couldn’t resist blogging : ) “I’m still here” either implies that I am a glutton for punishment or simply have not come to my senses yet.

It’s actually quite late and I cannot sleep! So instead, I will bang away at the keyboard. Today was pretty much how most of my 2010 has been, which is to say so far I am having a pretty crap year. I would like to think of myself as an optimist but sometimes I just can’t seem to get there no matter how hard I try. Maybe I need more drugs? Or, maybe that’s the point? Maybe I’m trying too hard?

Today the maid came. I thought she was the UPS guy so I let her in. I wish someone would have told me she was coming before I wasted 45 minutes sweeping and dusting the apartment. She arrived as bewildered as ever and quite frankly so was I. Mama was not home and I had to leave for work in 45 minutes. Of course Mama’s mobile phone was in her bathroom and so I had no idea when she may come home or remember that today the maid was coming.

For the record, I don’t even want a maid and now she has suddenly become my problem. Not only that, but this maid prefers to chew my ear off about shit I don’t care about when I need to prepare a lesson, eat a sandwich and catch a bus. How the hell should I know if Mama wants her bed sheets changed? And why would I care? The maid probably has a better idea than I do as to when they were last changed anyways…this in not exactly the kind of conversations we have over our morning coffee. I have mastered the Italian phrase “no lo so” which means “I don’t know”, I think the next useful phrase to learn would be “I don’t care”. Any contributions from my Italian readers on this one would be much appreciated.

I called my sister-in-law who has a terrible flu. “Do you know where Mama is?” “No I don’t, what’s the problem?” “I can’t leave this half wit in the house alone, that’s the problem”. Bless her soul, she offers to come over. Okay, great! I have a lesson and have to leave at noon. 12:25 pm she arrives and I run out the door and arrive at my lesson 1 minute after my student.

Not all is lost, until of course I leave for my next lesson, take the wrong bus and end up in the far corners of Castelletto when I should be on my way to Sestri Ponente…one area goes up the hills the other goes along the sea…yep, I am up the hills without a paddle on a crowded bus and cursing my stupid mistake and am 30 minutes late for my lesson…can I just crawl under the bed covers and start this year all over?

The good news is that everyone here is saying that my Italian is improving. I think it’s kind of ironic only because I am starting to seriously re-consider my quality of life here and whether or not I should take up my friend’s offer to go back on ships. I know my husband is not too thrilled with the idea but I haven’t seen him in 2 months anyways so what difference would it really make if I am here struggling or on a ship making some real money and living without Mama?

At this point, I am glad I have my cat Stelle. If it weren’t for her soft cuddles every night I would have probably packed up my bags and asked when the next ship was in port…perhaps you can’t take the mermaid out of the water after all!


About lmarmstrong66

I'm a blogger, painter, writer, singer. For the love of all things in nature and creativity.
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4 Responses to I’m still here

  1. Jessica says:

    I think “non mi frega” is basically the phrase you’re looking for after” non lo so”. But you have do it Italian style with the hands and irritated voice 😉

  2. Di says:

    Ouch, I’ve made the same bus mistake … but in summer when it wasn’t quite so bad maybe. Lovely finding your blog!

  3. Elora says:

    Whoa, go back to the ships? Ummm we needs chat yes?

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