Good Old Murphy’s Law
Great law the one Mr Murphy made. You know, the law which says ‘If it can go wrong, it will’. Usually, ‘it’ goes ‘wrong’ just when you could do without problems.
Well, the law of Murphy hit yours truly good and proper on Wednesday evening. Not sure what I ate, and even if it was something I ate, but whatever it was, was worse than a punch in the belly by Superman.
Waves of pain, coming more or less when they felt like, and often in twos or threes - just for good effect, just about folded me in two. And I won’t mention the other, er, let’s call it ‘bottom effect’. Read more
Clouds often do have silver linings.
A big thanks to all of you who left messages of support regarding my mother in law. I’m pleased to be able to say that, although she is still in hospital, she is making progress, and is feeling a lot less poorly than she was a couple of weeks ago when she was rushed into hospital with breathing difficulties.
My other half is relieved, as you would imagine, but knows that her mum is not out of the woods just yet. Still, things are looking up, which is good news.
The downside is that our proposed holiday in Corsica has been cancelled because my other half wants to spend some time with her mum this summer.
Not going away will be a bit of a shame, and I was looking forward to touring the interesting French isle, but, I can understand why my other half feels that she will be too far away if things start looking bad.
Looks as though summer will be a little quiet this year, but, then again, there are plenty of places around Genova that I’ve never seen, but would very much like to. Lots of fodder for my camera too!
Clouds often do have silver linings.
It never rains but it pours.
Unfortunately my mother in law is in hospital again. The poor lady’s health has never been great, and years of chain smoking have finally caught up with her. Collapsing lungs, thyroid, heart and breathing problems, excessive weight loss, and loss of appetite.
All in all, not good. My other half is distraught and has been down in Genova for the last week with our little one. She seems to be expecting the worse, even if this her mother has been in hospital a few times before now.
I’m off down to Genova this afternoon to attempt to bring our little one back to Milan, so at least my other half will have, possibly, one less thing to deal with/ worry about.
To cap it all, and on top of everything else, I’ve got three new courses kicking off this week, and do not have everything ready yet (not my fault).
It never rains but it pours.
Manic Monday
Yes, I know Monday is now but a memory, and that it is now Wednesday. But Monday was a fun day!
Why a fun day? Well, aside from the usual stuff, I also made a vulgar suggestion to an artist I had never spoken to before - in Italian, then, after having retrieved the little one from his school, I met up with two American friends, Chris Bright and Sean Carlos for a couple of pints down at the good old 442 - in the company of the 5 year old bundle of energy. To cap it all, in the middle of Monday I received a request for a translation which had to be completed by Tuesday morning.
To cap things off, and just before I was due to collect the little one, it appeared that persons unknown had been trying to hack my Italy is in site, which turn turned added a dose of ‘frenetic’ to what had already been quite a hectic day. In order to block the potential hack and prepare myself for the worst, I whizzed around changing passwords, and making backups, just to be on the safe side.
Then came the news that the Italian mother in law had been admitted to hospital with breathing problems, which caused worries all round. The poor lady is something of a ticking time bomb, and years of chain smoking have left her health somewhat unstable. A great shame, she is a very sweet person.
Despite all the action, I managed to get the translation job finished on time, and the client was quite pleased to discover the nicely formatted, thanks to WordFast, final version lying in her email inbox on Tuesday morning.
As for the vulgar suggestion I made to the artist, who, as I have already mentioned, I had not spoken to before in my life, I am pleased to say that said artist was not the least bit put out by what some artists may have considered a potentially sacrilegious idea. Although I won’t mention exactly what I am up to, you can read more about the idea on my new Italy is in Italian contemporary art site, in this my ‘Art Meets Business‘ article over on Italy is in.
At least the drink down the pub was pleasent, and I was pleased to hear that Chris seems to be getting things sorted out on the looking for a job in Italy front. Sean was in fine form too, and we exchanged geek info about WordPress and he ended up asking me if I really was ‘just’ an English teacher, after I fired off some info about server file permissions (775 for most folders and 644 for most files, incidentally), after I mentioned the attack which appeared to have taken place. Yes, running your own web sites can be traumatic at times.
I finally got to bed at around 2am, think is was. Great, and Tuesday was to prove no less hectic.
Actually the activity of both days left me dog tired, and I ended up collapsing and falling asleep on the sofa with the dog last night.
At least today will be a little less fraught, I hope.





