Seriously

I am in a committed relationship and I don't know how it happened. I guess when it's right it's right.

Friday sis and I went to buy the sheets for G&V. Then we went back to our parents place for dinner. Sis looked like she was up o something all night and as we were leaving it turns out that she had a date that night. I offered to join her just to make sure that the guy was not a psycho (that's at least my official reason - I'm curious) but she said no. I called Mr S and we met up and went to Vinbaren for some wine and cheese. I like the fact that he is as into wine as I am. We had a really nice time until a couple came and sat down at the table next to us.
Sometimes I get a bad feeling about a person and the guy really gave me the creeps...

Saturday my parents were supposed to come over with the printer they gave me. I thought this could be a good time for them to met with Mr S, briefly and casually. My mum calls and I tell her that Mr S was at my place. She sounds very uncomfortable and it turns out that she sends dad in and he acts like a total idiot. I got angry and upset both for my sake and for Mr S.
Anyway, I tried not to let it get to me, even if it did.
Mr S and I spent Saturday together. We decided to go to the countryside. We went to Gripsholms castle and Mariefred, a small (very small) town right next to the castle. We had coffee and sandwiches in a place that didn't accept credit cards...
As we came home we rented Wedding Crashers (1,5/5) and The Weather Man (4/5).
And I fell asleep.

Sunday I met up with my friends for brunch and then off the G&V-reception. Hannah called and couldn't find the way to the hotel where we met. To my misfortune I answered the phone and had to take her abuse. Like it's obviously someone else's fault that she can't find her way around town... Might be nice if she could grow up and take some responsibility. I do understand that her life is about to change in a major way as she is finally done with her thesis this fall. But still... nice behavior is not to much to ask for.... or is it.

As I come to think of it... she wants to go abroad, probably the US, and do an MBA. Almost all of my friends have studied abroad, and so have I, and she is like the last one to go. I do wonder if she is nervous about going since she might not be as good a scholar as she wants to be...

And her behavior towards Mr S is still weird...

Gotto get going now, I have a meeting in town soon...

Take care
Love/E

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