Days 83/84: Frenchie

The only time I left the apartment this weekend was late Saturday afternoon when my Spanish family took Jen, her friend and I to the factorias (outlet mall). I got a cute cardigan. :) Other than that brief outing, I primarily stayed cozied up in bed and on my laptop. :)

I began research for my Epic European Escape and found three people between London and Dublin to stay with on Couch Surfing! I started looking for jobs for next July. I did a little Pinteresting. I did some Facebooking.

In fact the only crazy thing that happened was this afternoon when I got into a confrontation with one of the Spanish roommates about how she is ALWAYS using the wash machine and how it's ridiculous. She literally uses it every other day (at least), all day long. It's incomprehensible. Between ourselves, my roomie friends and I complain, but no matter what hints we throw at her, she just keeps doing it. We made a sign up sheet last week so each person could have their own day, but she signed up for three days, and then still did it every day!!!

This afternoon was Abby's turn. At noon Frenchie already had her clothes going. Three and a half hours later, they were STILL IN THE MACHINE on the dry cycle. Abby was getting beyond frustrated and I was amused and ticked off at the same thing. The audacity! But when she went to set the cycle for another hour I was done. So done.

Abby begged me not to make a scene but I knocked and burst through their door and proceeded to have a ten minute argument with her - all in Spanish (I must say I'm totally impressed - my first Spanish argument went really well) - about how it was over. She had to stop being so ridiculous with her obsessive need to wash her clothes all day, every day. She kept saying she didn't have any and had to wash them because French people can't wear jeans or ANYTHING more than once without first washing it. I told her between Wednesday sign up and Saturday sign up, all she needed was four pairs of pants and four shirts, and I think she would manage. UGH.

Anyway, it ended with her marching out to the machine and taking all of her clothes out of it. WIN. My roomies were all pretending to be working on their laptops, but as soon as the Frenchie went back to her room in a huff, they all called me into Katies room and cheered for me! ^_^

YAY!!!

XOXO