No Gots

OK, I didn't go and I dont want to talk about it. I had found a room in Positano and I wasn on the Alitalia page ready to book my ticket, and I didn't. So undecided, I was. Geesh.

I ended up doing nothing for three days. The first two days I watched the Olympics on TV and almost never left my house. I went out once to have a coffee with a friend and I bought shoes, justifying the purchase with the money saved from the trip-not-taken. The thrid day I went to the beach and read a book. I watched the Sex and the City movie in English for the first time and spent a lot of time on my slingbox, mostly watching the Learning Channel and HGTV. I love Jon and Kate plus Eight. Such a great show.


I relaxed and slept late. Today back to work. Sigh. I am a summer person. I am happier, more fun and gosh-darnit better-looking in the summer. The fact that it is the end of August is already making me nervous. Can I really do a whole other winter here? I think one of the main reasons I live in Italy is so that I can be here in the summer. I suffer from September (even though its still warm there isn't that "summer feeling" in September) all the way through May just so I can can have those precious three months of sun, beaches, and Italains. That's right, the people here are different in the summer. They are Mediterreanen and the sun gets into their blood. And into mine too.