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It’s official!

I don’t even know how to start this post. I think I should be happy, but I can’t seem to feel a little uneasy as well. It might be from the weather (we’re in June and it’s still cold and gloomy) or from being tired (I work on the night shift now).

I just quit my job. I have one more month at work (last day of work is on the 22nd of July). I did promise myself that I will not work longer than 2 years in customer service, and I should be proud for keeping that promise. But, I will miss my co-workers/friends and it feels I will not find people like them anywhere else.

It’s funny because at the first job I had, I loved what I was doing by not the people that I’ve worked with. And now, I love the people I work with but I hate the job. I should make a new promise to myself to not lose touch with my friends.

And there’s more..

We (me and Johnny) are officially living alone. Yup, just the two of us and Marlanu’.

I can honestly say I haven’t had a cooked meal in almost 2 weeks. That’s my only complaint. Not only that I don’t have time (because of the night shift), but I never actually cooked meal that involved more than potatoes and meat. So, at the moment I’m on Google looking for easy and quick recipes, like chicken soup. I also have to find recipes that Johnny would eat. After all, he’s a fussy eater while I could eat anything.

There is also the cleaning (which I love!), shopping (groceries and things needed in the house), making sure all is paid on time and the usual stuff that involves keeping up an household.

I think this is a milestone for me.

~~~~ An update on the chicken soup ~~~~

chicken soup

It’s done! It tastes good. I have FOOD!!!

Memorial houses

We didn’t had the chance to go to the circus as we planned, but, on our way to a friend we visited the memorial house of a Romanian famous writer, Tudor Arghezi.

The house is currently a museum and it’s right next door to the friends house I mentioned earlier. It’s in a very nice area, right next to the park. You can barely hear the cars from the main road. I’ve been wanting (and nagging Johnny) for the past year to go and visit it. And I finally got my way.

It was pretty scary when we entered the front garden, since there was a dog who barked at us all the way to main house and back. We didn’t even had the guts to take his picture cause he was pretty mean looking.

When we got near the main house, they told us to wait near the graves of Arghezi and his wife. That wasn’t scary, but the fact that there was another empty grave lot kinda gave us chills.

We waited for a few minutes before someone came. But during this time we got a chance to look around and take pictures of the surroundings. The garden was really beautiful and it was really quiet there, you could only hear the birds.

After the Guide came we heard that we weren’t allowed to take pictures inside the house (which is named “Martisor“) and the typography house (named “Potigrafu“). But I did manage to find some pictures on the Internet, but very few. Bellow are pictures from inside Potigrafu. The guide said that he only used his typography for only one of his books, but he didn’t mentioned which one.

Inside the main house we were allowed to see only the upstairs. But I can’t complain cause we got to see a lot of interesting things, like 100 year old motorcycle glasses, the nursery room with really old toys and dolls, beautiful old furniture, a lot of old electronics equipment, the rooms in which Arghezi wrote his work, even gas masks from the Second World War and many more. It hard to describe every little object, that’s why I think it was a pity that I couldn’t take any pictures. But I’m glad I found some pictures on the Internet.

The tour ended with us taking pictures of Arghezi‘s famous dog Zdreanta, well not the dog itself since the poor thing died many years ago, but the dog house and grave.

Here is a picture of the writer and his famous dog when they were both alive.

The tour Guide was very nice and he made an exception for us. He let us walk through the bedrooms to shows us from up close personal items. I seriously love visiting memorial houses, not because of the people that live there but because of all the interesting things you can find in them. It’s really different from just seeing the objects in a museum.

I think I’ll nag Johnny more and we might visit more memorial houses in the future.