We went to have a look at this house on Saturday. It was a charming house, but, there is always a but isn't there. It just wasn't what we wanted. It was quirky and had loads of charm but in the end there was too much to do on it and I'm sure the price would have whopped up since there was a load of people interested. We saw some of them at the viewing, it was mighty crowded I'll tell you.

I've phoned about this house today. And yes I know it is a fair bit outside of Falun, but it looks just right for us in terms of things specified by James and me on the extra buildings and amount of land to it. There had been some viewings this weekend but she, the estate agent, would get back to me if there would be a second viewing. This house had also attracted loads of interest so we'll see how it goes.

It is so disappointing really to go and have a look at a house when the pictures doesnt match the reality. And it doesnt help that we are very vague on what we like either, is it James!? ;oP
No really, the house market in Falun is a bit over priced I think. If you compare Falun to Borlänge it is like Borlänge would be in the north of Sweden and Falun somewhere around Stockholm in the price range. Same type of house does sell for at least 4-600 000 kr more in Falun then it does in Borlänge and that does limit us quite a lot in choices. I'd rather live in Falun, but considering what sort of a house we can get in Borlänge for lesser money it makes us look more into the housemarket in Borlänge. It is a bit slow at the moment but it should be getting better now when the sun has returned and spring is in everybodys mind, at least in mine when the sun is shining outside with a mild +3 and windy. I think I'm going to bike to work today!

Currently playing Nobody's home - Avril Lavigne

Very suitable as well since I am sitting here all by my lonesome tonight. James is working his late shift this week. I am finally beginning to feel like my old self. Talking about old self, what irony, I went to the hairdressers to get my hair cut and to get some color back into it. And what did I spot in the mirror when Lena and me were discussing what color to try this time, a grey hair! No not just one either, several were gleaming and poking out very ominously in the harsh light in the saloon.. sigh. I've just not thought about getting grey hair just yet you know!Oh well, I wont be seeing them anyway since I do color my hair on a regular basis. My original hair color is a very mousy bland blond. You know, neither blonde or dark, just in the vague in between. But ever since I did my first coloring I've been hooked and am now considered as a redhead by people who don't know me from old. Weird that. But I've always heard that I have a temper as a red head, now what ever that does imply... ;)

Since I did my music questionnaire I've been looking through all my CD's and have started to listen to music again. In the olden (cough) days I wouldn't do anything without the stereo on blasting some sort of music out way too loud for any neighbor to like me for long. Well I did learn how to turn the volume down a notch or two but then all of a sudden I turned the stereo off completely, maybe I just got music overload. I'm quite out of synch with what or who is in and what's totally out so bare with me and my weird music taste.

It is back to work for me tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to it but what the heck, if it will give us a house why not.. ;)
No seriously, it is work. And I have to start thinking like that and not get caught up in all the hysteric gossip and name calling and what not's in there if I'm going to stay at some kind of normal level of sanity. It's been too much bad mouthing lately, it gets tiresome, really it does. The really irritating thing is though, it will never change. Isn't that interesting?

Cause Eleanor thought I should..
1. What is the total size of mp3?s on your computer?
Ehm, wait a sec.. we got 780 of them.

2. What was the last CD that you bought?
That was a while back, I think it was Mauro Scocco - La Dolce Vita, he is a Swedish singer, very good I think.

3. What was the last song (literally!) you heard before you read this?
Yesterday on the radio, Bryan Adams - I can fly? I think its called.

4. Write down 4 songs you listen to a lot or songs that mean a lot to you.
Now that is hard, got to think for a moment.
Hmmm, number one must be Van Morrison - Into the mystic, just love that one and I never get tired of listening to it.
Number two Madonna - Nothing really matters, well to be honest, all of the CD Ray of light, because it reminds me of a wonderful time in my life.
Number three, it is getting harder now, but I think I'll stick to the one that got me listening to opera it is from La Boheme - Che gelida manina, which still is one of my favorite operas just ahead of Madame Butterfly.
Number four. Ronan Keating - When you say nothing at all, because it is 'our' song...

5. Who do you want to pass this one on to?
Well I think I would like to know from
Mary
James
and Lynn, if she can find time in her busy life at the moment

No pressure, but it would be fun :o)

So, what is it with nature and it taking revenge on me because I enjoyed my holiday hmmm? We went to England for a week to stay with James' parents and I was totally relaxed and unwound from work when I got back home and it only took 3 days and I had a humdinger of a cold! And I'd thought I just cleared the one that had been lingering from new years when we arrived in England... baaah humbug to vacation!

So here I am sitting with a red nose like anyone's reindeer and a cough that would scare wolves if they heard me bark. And I cant sleep either, nose is too stuffed and nose drops aren't helping, help?! At least I had the sense of calling in sick this morning and when my boss phoned me up to check on me he asked if I wanted tomorrow off as well, which I gladly agreed to. At least it might give me a few more days to clear the worst of it off. This winter has been dreadful, it started out alright, I thought for a while I was immune to the colds running amok at work but just before Christmas I got whacked and really haven't been myself since. What can you do? Vitamins, honey, garlic, Vick's vapo rub, anything or everything mentioned combined into a wicked stew and smear it all over so you smell so ghastly that no one would like to come near you, never mind close enough to pass on yet another cold.

I'll think of something...

Happy New Year everybody.

Its been a bit on the cold side over here but now it has turned into loony weather. It poured down with rain yesterday night so this morning everything was glazed with ice. And I mean everything, even the grit on the pavement was glazed and no use at all in preventing people (ie me) from slipping and sliding. Thankfully I hitched a ride with my mum this morning and James came to my rescue when I finished work this afternoon. Or else I would have been like Bambi on ice, especially on the slopes I would have to battle to get home. I can very vividly imagine myself trying to get up the last slope and just sliding right back down again on my arse..

It is very mild weather for being winter and soon mid January. I prefer it screeching cold with sun halos like the one we had just after Christmas. It did plummet, and yes in the right meaning of the word plummet, to a chilly -20 with mist. So everything was covered in a thin layer of white frost plus you got to see the phenomena of a sun halo. I even took a picture of it with my new digital camera.

Santa was very VERY VERY kind this year, I'm still not over the chock of it.
It reminds me, got to go give Santa a kissy, just because..