I remember waking up later than usual because I had tried out my electric blanket to see if it still worked . It obviously does.
Then Fluffy came for a visit.
I had to go and pick up some pills from the farmacia . It was good to be out. All this staying home to give my foot a chance to heal is sensible , but I miss all the spontaneous conversations that happen when I’m wandering around . It was good to chat to old friends , clients and others.
I hadn’t been long home when there was a knock on the door and now I’m painting the same scene for 2 different people this week. One is due tomorrow.
I have them both drawn and one is about half done now.
Later on I had a surprising conversation on the phone. Surprising as it was in Italian and I think we understood each other.
I’ve been thinking that particularly since covid my Italian has become worse than before. Partly down to not going out and also because of wearing a mask. Being quietly spoken is not good when talking through a mask. So I just don’t talk.
I like speaking Italian. Even though I’m not very fluent. Given a chance I’ll have a go at most subjects. I’m lost in groups though as it seems everyone talks at the same time.
However maybe I shouldn’t give up just yet. I know where the book of verbs is…….
I looked out earlier as I smelled smoke.
It must be dark now as my solar lights have come on inside. I hung them up about 5.30pm. It’s nearly 6.30pm now.
Finally it’s wine time followed by an early night. I have a painting to finish by 5pm tomorrow……….