Valentines

I've sent couple of job applications again today, instead going to yoga. It's not that I'm a glutton for punishment, it's more to do with the fact that I had to stay at home today waiting for the sofa to be delivered. First I kept just waiting for the doorbell to ring, but then when I got bored and made myself some lunch (lamb chops in chili and garlic sauce) and sat down to watch "Who mourns for Adonis?", sure enough the sofa was delivered.

I'm so impatient with these things - realistically I would get off so much easier if I just waiting until Dragon was home and let him tighten up the difficult nuts and bolts, but I just can't wait. When something arrives that needs assembly, I just need to do that straight away, I can't wait to see what it looks like finished. So I put together the metail futon frame and ta-daa, we have a sofa. Bad news is that the mattress is not as nearly as plump and comfy as the one in the shop, I'm still debating if I should go and complain. Otherwise it's fine, fits into the little bedroom better than I hoped it would.

And yes, it's Valentine's day here too. Not quite as hysterical, I think, as it is in UK - but then again Vancouverites don't seem to be hysterical about anything, not even Christmas. I've come to dislike the Finnish attempt to make Valentine's into a "friends' day" - I guess someone thought that it would be impossible to get the stiff Finns to declare their love so they decided that this was the day when people should send cards to their friends, not their sweethearts (and sure enough, it sells more cards). It's just that the concept elsewhere in the world is so different - I kind of like the romantic notion of the lovers' day.

Not that it really matters - with days like this, or any "special" days really, I can't expect too much or I'll get disapointed. Dragon explained earlier about his issues with memory, and Valentine's, birthdays, anniversaries - they all belong to the category that doesn't matter to him in the least and is next to impossible for him to remember. Personally I don't care about gifts enough so I would see the point of constantly reminding him - so I'll take what comes to me, that way it's always a surprise.