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I got the paperwork for my appartment today. The lease contract and downpayment stuff. Good timing, too. I was going to call them and ask. In fact I was going to call yesterday. But then for some reason I stopped myself and said “Ah, I’ll wait one more day”. And then today it came in the mail.
Actually I ended up calling them today anyway. They have my middle name wrong. So I just wanted to make sure that it wasn’t a problem. And it’s not. I just gotta fill in all the forms and ignore it. And then at some point go down to their office with some “proof” that my middle name is in fact Linno, and not Ninno. Yup.
Also paperwork for the “boligstøtte”. Not sure what that is exactly in English? House support? Rent support? Yes, rent support is probably closest. Because.. it’s support.. for the rent. I’ll get some monies to help pay the rent. Not a lot though, since it’s a cheap appartment in the first place. When I get my retirement (fingers crossed) my rent support will go up a bit too, so that’ll be nice.
Tomorrow I’ll go to the bank and pay all the bills. I’ll be transferring the money from my savings account. Did I mention it’s a special account where I get 4% bonus if I spend the money on moving out/house/furniture etc? Finally I’m going to get to use it. Once upon a time I thought I’d never be moving out and my precious 4% would be lost!
Yes, it’s all falling into place now. In exactly three weeks I’ll be moving. Wednesday August 1st.
Meanwhile, in the goat office.
Sisters are doing it for themselves, apparently.
Mads with a headful of hay.
And a headful of me.
Vanilje and hay. Hay hay, I sense a theme.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=sKC3LJuu9-I. Video in keeping with the theme. Lasse, the intern, dumps a stack of hay for the goats. Much munching ensues. Then Vanilje gets rather agitated when she hears someone inside, she probably thinks it’s feeding time. But it’s not, and the hatch won’t open. She’s making a big fuss though, lots of jumping around and baahing. And then some visitors come by. And then Kurt comes by with a bunch of leaves and branches. He was trimming bushes. And the goats got the leftovers. Kurt says “unfair competition”, because even though the goats tolerate my company I still can’t compete with lovely, munchable leaves.
Oh and I heard Kurt say to the visitors that he’s expecting Magnethe to get kids on the 1st of October. So that’s.. a long time yet. But ooh it’ll be a treat.
Also,
is it me or have the piglets gotten gigantic? I don’t remember them being that big. Hmm. I wonder if someone has been feeding them nuclear waste. You’re not supposed to do that. Haven’t you seen any 50s monster movies?!
Hey hey, that’s all for today.
July 12th, 2007 at 12:40
The spots are glowing on that pig and I hear a strange noise! Oh no, it’s “Nuclear Waste Pig”. Stay away from its poop, it will be deadly!
July 12th, 2007 at 21:22
Don’t forget to start collecting boxes for your things. You’d be surprised at how much stuff a person has. Will your brother help you move and your mother, too??
I came back from Los Angeles yesterday. It was nice a vacation and I’ve grown to love her kats, one of whom liked to sleep with me. I hope you’ll be able to get a nice kat, too.
Also, some sad news: my gardener told me that some kids in the neighborhood took the lizard home them. He doesnt’ know who though. He did ask around with the other gardeners but they couldn’t help him.
He very sad about it and promises to keep an eye out for lizard lemmings if he should ever come back. But I told him that the kids will take good care of him. And when the lizard gets very, very big they’ll most likely bring it back to the house.
On the good side: he said there’s a orange kat that likes to sleep in the patio chairs at night. He didn’t notice for a long time since the chairs I have are a burnt orange and brown in color. The kat blended in the background!
I told my gardener not to give the kat people food but just to be calm and stress-free around it. The kat will get used to him. I haven’t seen the kat yet but I’m looking forward to it.
We get kats here all the time. They like to lay around in the sun or play in the garden and bushes. But none has ever actually sat in the patio chairs to sleep.
“Poop”…that word still makes me giggle. Hee, hee!
July 12th, 2007 at 22:01
Debster – I was planning on staying away from the poop anyway heeeheee!
Luis Lemmings – I have some old computer related boxes that will come quite in handy. Also my dad has had stuff shipped home from Greenland and I can probably score some boxes on that account. He’ll also be helping me with the moving, I think. At least he better!
I’m sorry to hear about the lizard. I hope he’ll find his way back. Maybe they will feed him nuclear waste and he’ll grow to godzilla-like proportions. Although if that was the case you might end up living in a giant footprint on the ground.
Sounds like you have a camouflage kitty as well. I hope it will turn out to be a good friend. I can’t wait to get a cat of my own. Just the thought makes me smile.
July 13th, 2007 at 2:12
Plume: If your parents were like mine, they were GLAD to offer any and all help to get me moved out! And remember like my dad told my husband after we were married: “She’s yours now. Don’t bring her back!” I don’t think my dad had to give any goats as a dowry, but I could be wrong.
Luis Lemmings: I may need to have your gardener come over to help me dead-head my flowers and weed. My husband was mowing tonight while I pulled some weeds. We get a little rain, and the weeds and flowers just don’t stop. Maybe Moominlizard was a “she” and left you some little baby lizards.
July 13th, 2007 at 22:43
Debster – Hehe. I think you would be worth a lot of goats! What a sweet compliment eh? My dad has promised to help all he can, now that he’s retired. And they say I’m welcome back any time for any reason. Although I also heard them talking about changing the locks… hmmm!