July 8thI had a really good sleep and by the time I walk downstairs to the kitchen, Andrew already made a huge mess as men do, so I start my day with washing the dishes and cleaning up after him. I believe that it`s easier to clean up after men than to wait hours for them to do it. Sometimes, of course, even she has enough but she doesn`t care too much about it. Maybe because of this I don`t start shouting at Andrew, instead I accept my sad faith. When I sit down with my hot chocolate, Vicky rings me:
-Good morning my dear friend! –she greets me cheerfully. –What should we do today?
-Looks like Andrew and Annie are going to San Francisco to a concert today. –I tell her about the changes.
-Will they be back tonight? –I love how she always gets to the point quickly.
-No, they won`t be. T
