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February 2nd, 2008
So we’re blowing this popsicle stand and we’re off to greener pastures and guinness beer. That’s right folks, we’re going to Ireland! There’s still a small possibility that we’ll remain here in Italy to await the approval of Davide’s visa. If we happen to find work between now and the 10th of February we’ll stay put. As long as it covers the rent and the utilities well then there’s no point in spending the money to head to another country. So that gives us 8 more days to work miracles. Really, it would be much more convenient to stay considering we already have an apartment in a great location and it’s rented to us for a minimal price. So here we wait and the clock is ticking….
The week has actually ended on a positive note as far as the job search goes. Davide attended two interviews this morning and both went well. One was at a hotel on the beach where he’d work as a receptionist or possibly a waiter at the restaurant there. The other was at a sporting goods store for an assistant manager. His education is suited for much better jobs than these but beggars can’t be choosers. Both establishments are willing to pay what we need to cover our expenses and that’s the best that we can hope for.
While on our way to visit some friends last night we were approached, while at a stop light, by a friendly gentleman wanting to sell us a rose. He’s always at this particular light selling his flowers and every time wearing the biggest smile. I smiled back and shook my head and thought to myself, “I wonder how close to my own reality his life is?” I felt for him, I should’ve bought a rose…
It was a bit dramatic of me to think this way. I mean, Davide and I both have families that are able and happy to help us when and if we ever needed them to. It’s just that I’ve never thought in terms of what others can do for me and the idea of relying on others, even family, is unacceptable. Although, the threat of poverty has a way of making the most unsatisfactory proposals reasonable. There I go being dramatic again.
All things considered I’m one of the luckiest people I know. I’m fairly young, still motivated and enthusiastic, have a husband who is intelligent, thoughtful, loving, sensitive and has the sweetest brown eyes, second only to Bambi. We’re in love with each other and aware of our possibilities.
I’ll keep you posted as to whether we actually make the move or if we finally find a way to gain some money while we wait for approval papers to return home.
