Secret office is the new black

without a home or a fixed internet connnection work of my nature is quite a challenge. I am currently sitting in the latest of what we now call secret office... I have no idea where the term came from but until this tuesday, secret office was faborit a coffee place in the gothic quarter... they no longer exist (such is the fast turn over of properties in bcn) I'm not quite sure what they have turned it into but rumour has it that it isr re-opening today... not sure yet if they have free wi-fi... new secret office is the ex dutch bar now japanese bar/lounge... much cooler and the staff here are so lovely!

We got all the papers in an faxed across to the agency for the offer we put in on the flat we saw on wednesday. I am crossing fingers that we get it. Unfurnished but still big and bright... time will tell. Good news however, one of the other flats we made an offer on came back to us and it's also another option... however it is lowest on my list of the 3 we are wrangling for. I swear to god I could write a book on this whole experience! I guess it's a learning experience... so from it I can only gain right??? tell me yes.

I tracked down my missing passport today... apparently it has been ready for a month! However it was accidently placed in the courrier (to be picked up box) instead of the post back to me by regular post please pile... phew. Now we just have to see if the thing makes it from Madrid to Barcelona before the 15th... May be more of a challenge than you may thing... there is a holiday here next week and no one is working from wed-friday... helli long weekend before xmas! I guess I should be a good expat and find out what the holiday is about... so many here it's hard to keep track!

I am really really going to enjoy once again having a place to live... wherever it ends up being I can assure that there will be lots of nesting!

Anyone know how I can track down woody allen? He's shooting here in the new year and it would be a real coup if we could place him in the accomodation our new partner has... check out how swizz it is! I'll buy you some fab new shoes if you can!

Surely the weekend is starting now... it's nearly 20h... where in goodness did the week go?

Time marches on at a hurried pace

And although we are putting offers in on two flats tomorrow they are polar opposites... One is over furnished and the other is completely not furnished... wrangling about prices is the big thing therfore I see no end in sight quite just yet... I NEVER want to move again... that is of course until I can afford to buy a place (which is probably years away but still)

I did a painting this weekend... it's updated on my painting site... simple but I love the colour combo...

It was the BAC here in Barcelona this week and comme les garcons were giving away free samples... I snickered to myself invisaging the openings that insue in the following weeks... Room full of art lovers wreaking of the same cologne... hilairious... It's a small city here folks... I will purposely not be wearing it for a while to avoid such a fateful event.

My ever naughty British Passport has not yet arrived which makes me VERY nervous about getting home at xmas... I will have to break down tomorrow and ring them on their bloody premium rate number to inquire as to it's whereabouts... why is it that disaster constantly circles all to which i endevour to acheive? Perhaps it's not realism that I subscribe to but moreso pessimism which breeds constant medling in my life....?