Dear Reader here is the last post of the year that is written in the new year to create a kind of bond. Because the past always seems to run more than they have before, immediately addressed to tout the adventures days spent in the hills of the Langhe.
up early Monday morning, and after the usual routine of shower, breakfast and clothing I wear in the car. Outside, the temperature has something arctic. The cold is really tangible, so much so that I do a few meters from the house along with the car due to a sheet of ice. Scare me back a good dose of adrenaline and the Council to take a little 'more calm. Since then I
attendant incredible scenes, people do that can not open the fuel cap due to the layer of ice covering the car. Over the miles go by and more teporino becomes strong in the vehicle and drive away the cold out.
Fog, mist, fog!
All of a sudden I get foggy and I find myself being the only one on the road. No sign of life. I think then it is not so bad, at least no one can come upon me.
lift the mist the sun has already begun to color the sky and the landscape around me.
Arrive in the office and I find it almost deserted. Many colleagues are on vacation, and who is usually closely if you take it slowly.
Obviously there are many things to do and less time. Just a transposition of this year that is drawing to a close. Requests that arrive are the most abstruse. One even puts me in trouble, but fortunately in time remember the first rule of those who care: "ALWAYS DOUBT THAT 'YOU SAY YOU". And in fact the error is the user who wrote an incorrect reference to where things do not square. And then you change the tone and full of pristine innocence asks "what now?". I have been running out as the leaves of the calendar, and say "Now repeat the entire."
Muti. Since then, fortunately, no longer feel, except to ask for yet another confirmation of the trip that I have to do in January.
Meanwhile I have other fish to fry. The head has sold a program that does not work. When I tell him do not believe it, but I maintain this, and then convince. The problem is now telling the people. For now we decide to waver, maybe you are among the many things he has asked, that if you forget (do not believe) and come out white. Tuesday
proceeds on the same lines of, except that today is also the last day when we have access to the test system, so I find myself with time reduced. Work. Head down to produce.
arrives with a jolt in the evening and the desire to go to the movies. So again I find myself sitting in one of the old seats of the cinema to see the oratorio "THE BEAUTY OF Somar. Nice movie, but nothing exceptional. At one point I hoped that appeared SOS TATA, but let me let you, the reader, the pleasure to get your opinion on a film.
Back home beginning to clean the house. With the new year will reach even guests who will enjoy the apartment in my absence. Wednesday morning are still there to clean and fix. Arrival
still in the office on time, but already a bit 'try.
With the test machine stops, my work becomes a huge list of activities done and do. And then I start to think I could enjoy the last hours of relaxation on arrival in the mail more absurd. One question the work done by me. Luckily I have a list of the usual mail confirming the goodness of the activity. For me not to miss anything, I'm also a little problem of the Russian subsidiary, just to broaden their horizons. Arriva
so the time of the last toast, the last slice of cake, the last hope, the last shut down, at least for this year.
greet the few remaining, and run. By car I realize that I wrote the last e-mail ... cabbage. Okay I will write from home. Now the only thing that matters is putting your feet under the table, but that of home. The road runs at speeds
alternates. While the peep speedometers I seem to never come, and then I get surprised every time I need to take to the highway exits. Fortunately avvicinatomi home increasingly recognize the landscape, and everything seems more familiar.
Goodbye 2010, well come 2011!
pursuit of ... sun ...
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