4flavours: Bad news and more bad news

Cinnamon's Wednesday

It usually goes like this: what do you want first, the good news or the bad? Exactly that's what hubby asked me when he came home. So I answered: the good ones first please. And he goes: let's start with the bad news first. Not a wanted start to any conversation :-(. So he told me that our car won't be fixed tomorrow as planned cause it's one of those parts that you don't want to replace. Well it doesn't sound too bad because those things happen when your car is at the garage, it's actutally kind of expected but, and here is the big but, we were supposed to go on holiday to Germany on Friday early morning. So I think that ferry has to leave without us. We're still hoping to go later, just book an other ferry, but that decision has to wait. And I hate waiting patiently. But once I digested those news I asked my darling: what are the good news then? He replied: there aren't any, only that I'm home now, love. To be honest at that moment I was hoping for something better, not very grateful, I know. And of course I'm always happy to see him.

Well at lunch we talked about what we're going to do and we decided to be patient and see it as a challenge. So once our car is ready we'll book and throw clothes in our suitcases and just go. Might be fun (maybe for him, but I can already see the stressful minutes when I have to think for all of us, hopefully not forgetting important things).

So now I thought I was kind of over those bad news not expecting anything else but bad news and more bad news are on the move. I just checked my email account, spam, spam, newsletter, more newsletters, an invitation from a friend and horray an answer to my application. But guess what the second I opened it I new that's not an invitation to an interview and I was right. So not fair when everything seems to turn out the wrong way.

But a friend once said to me: there's no crying over spilled milk (or something like that). So I decided to do something nice now and stop thinking negatively as I can't change things at the moment. And I still believe that everything happens for a reason anyway. So what am I doing now? Thinking about our family holiday in the summer. We went to Majorca two years in a row and enjoyed staying at a finca with swimming pool and bbq just for ourselves. It was amazing and we'd like to do it again. So I checked for flights and fincas and I already found lovely properties. I texted my sister in law and we will decide where to go within the next few weeks. And I was looking at my pictures again. So now my negative thoughts have nearly disappeared and I just sit back and wait.

Majorca is more than Sangria in buckets or "Ballermann". The island has a lot to offer.