7 days to go.

Well days I still need to work before my operation, I mean.
I really can't wait. :D
I need to be in pain !! Right NOW!!
(just kidding, I'm not a big fan of pain)

Work is pretty calm now, our clients have left to go on holiday, so our plannings aren't as filled as they could be. It means that time goes by preeeetty slowly....
I try to avoid my boss, it's easier like that. Even though I would need to ask her about my vacation and my futur day offs. But I feel like I should just... let time pass.
The plane tickets will just get more expensive.....

Darn.

So this weekend, very exceptionally, I have my Saturday off.
Youpiiii! It means we get to have a REAL weekend with Oliv. And to celebrate that fact, we are going somewhere close to Compiègne, where we can go biking and tree climbing. :D He booked the room for us so no, I don't know exactly where we are going.
It'll be nice.
Because the following weekend, starting from Friday evening, he'll be with his friends, drinking beer at Lille. And once he comes back on Sunday, I'll already be in the clinic for my next day's operation. Snif!
I bought an external battery for my phone for that btw. I need to be able to play games (old point-and-click ones!) or play sudoku or something with my phone without having to charge it constantly.
I'll take a book too, because apparently I'll be staying there for like 3 days............
Mother have mercy.
And when I finally get to go home, Olivier leaves Thursday to play rugby and he only comes back on Sunday.
And Sunday I'm supposed to subscribe to weekly activities proposed by the town I live in, and I'll be aloooone.....So I'll need to hop to get there. Sucks.
And when Olivier finally comes back in the evening, the following morning he has to leave for one week somewhere in France because of his job.
We are pretty gutted.
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So next week, Wednesday we are going to go eat with friends. Friday I have an appointment with an allergologist to find out what foods I no longer tolerate (seriously, I'm sick of this rash and the stomach aches), a nutritionist (yup, I gotta learn how to eat properly) and I should make an appointment with my doctor to get a health certificate so that I could subscribe to the sportsy activities..

And then. Saturday. Last day.
It'll be so good.............. :D I'll try to see if some girls would like to go have a drink with me to celebrate.

And for the PACS, we are waiting for the final paper that I ordered like 3 weeks ago.
Here's to hoping.

Oh dear.

I'm really neglecting this blog. Sorry Blog.

Finland was great. Too short, but great.
I just want to go back there... I can't wait to have my operation over and done with, I'm so frigging tired of all this shit... Gah.
So many friends I would like to see and touch more often.. a few regrets, a lot of love.

Even now I'm really tired, I can't seem to think of anything to write about.

My boss came back from her vacation and everything is normal. No hostilities, no threats, no nothing. Normal. This does not bode well..... She must have something up her sleeve, she's just waiting for the wrong moment to use it.
I did ask her about February and she agreed to give me the whole month. Olivier can get 2 weeks off so we can have at least that together. So that's cool.
We just need to book our tickets once our vacations have been confirmed.
Can't wait..

PACS is in progress again.
Maybe this time it'll work.