viewings

after yesterday's mini meltdown at the social security office (when the doorman told me to 'have a nice day' even though I was bawling my eyes out) we had a spot of Good news. the Boy found or marriage certificate in our laptop case. sincerest apologies to Giuseppe for the hour- long text exchange as we frantically instructed him to look in all our box files which we are storing in his loft. if it's any consolation, the Boy's first reaction was not of relief but 'you're going to kill me' when he found it.
 tod
ay we have a full day of Boeing's (the predictive thing on Terry the tablet keeps putting Boeing's instead of viewings. i might leave it as is).

  meryl, one of our estate agents got really offended when she found out we'd found our temporary place through someone else. it was like i had dumped her and the Boy had to come back and make peace. she only deals with him now. anyway, we have Boeing's with her in the afternoon and Jeremy in the morning. hope we don't bump into her anywhere..


feels weird that we're looking at flats to rent. feels like we're on the world's worst long weekend trip to nyc at the moment.