So as my last post was already ultra long and about these fun events, her comes some more of my juicy week!
-Today has been a great day- I am thankful that I have had this day… But looking back a week ago.. Let me tell you!
So it was 2-3 days after I had told the mother that I was leaving, things hadn’t gotten better. It was awkward and strange to live there. The mom hated my guts, I am being friendly and the dad, I think feels bad that his wife is being so rude to me. But yes, so one horror night was this: I was asking if I could go out and go training, because 8 o’clock had come and I was done for today. So okay she said, yes,… prima, I picked the girl up from her music class, it already was 8.15. My gym closes at 10 pm, so hopp hopp, I need to go. Quickly went to the restroom and while I was doing my business in there, she said:” Andy can you please hang the laundry before you leave!” I of course replied, "yes of course no problem, I will do that." So I walk out of the bathroom, look at the washmashine and it says that it has about 15 minutes more to go. So I stood there and thought: Is she kidding me- because she knows that my gym closes early and I had told her before it sucks that I don't have that much time there”. So I took all of my strength and asked her politely if I could go workout since the fitness center closes soon and right when I come back hang the clothes up. She said:” hmm no, there are only 15 min. left on the wash machine you can wait, because I want to put more laundry in” So I walk back into the wash kitchen and freaken see that the laundry bins are empty there was only one t-shirt and a pillow case, that isn’t even enough for a load.” So obviously she is trying to kick my ass with this and make me mad. She had never done or espected me to wait- and I have always hang up the laundry or told her she didn't have to do it I will hang up the laundry! But yeah I was standing there in the hall waiting for the wash machine to get over and the girl kept asking me questions, while they were sitting and eating: “ Andy what are you doing there” , “ waiting for the wash machine”, “ ou, why” “ because I need to hang up some laundry”, “ I thought you were supposed to go workout” , “yes I am” this was all said to me, while they were eating dinner. So the girl had never seen that happen before either. So I left after hanging the clothes up. I was just sooo super mad. I had let it get to me and I shouldn't have. I had a great workout because I was soo pissed and mad!!!. I went to sleep and the next morning I just saw everything as a joke. I mean I still was respectful 100 procent, but when I would get in my room or think about her action then I would just laugh in my head. She just kept bringing action like this one. "Ou I don’t want your laundry here (were I usually hang it) please hang it in the basement!.. It's kind of depressing doing laundry on weekends! "Okay… in my head I am laughing.. Vale, so then she had her friend visit again. She changed 180 degrees all the sudden again and all the sudden quit doing these stupid games. She was nicer infront of her friend! She even asked me if I wanted a glass of sekt with her girlfriends and her. Very strange- because she had been so rude and you could tell she was being rude!!. Okay well I was still respectful, nice, friendly and all the above… So cool… I hate a glas of champaigne with them! I did everything she needed and expected me to do all week long. Then came Monday, the day her friend left. Oi, oi, oi, oi… show you teeth grizzly, because I don’t think I have seen them this sharp yet. So 180 degrees back to her pissy, rude self. She just was the same as before, rude.. And all that good stuff that comes with it. All the little actions again.. Blah. She asked me to set the table. I did so, She was in a bad mood, her daughters fought because of something stupid, and the mum was getting annoyed. We sat at the table, and she was lecturing her daughters. Then she looks at me, and starts yelling and lecturing me about everything, about leaving, and all that, right in front of her daughters. It was so awkward, her kids were just sitting there quietly with there eyes wide open and the dad silently cooking and yeah let me tell you super uncomfortable for everyone in there not just me... If you could smeel uncomfort, it definetly stunk wayy bad of uncomfort! Well I took it in. She kept going and going. And I felt so sick to my stomach. I had lived now for 1 week with someone being this rudely to me and I can’t take it anymore. I said, I am sorry, I am not hungry. I put my plates away. She said," if you want to eat then sit down now." I said," I really am not hungry anymore and don't want to eat anything tonight, but thanks." She started yelling at me. "Okay this day, this day, this day I will need you to work and then you need to get all of your stuff out of here. " I said okay, but I can’t stay Friday (And I already had told her that, because my new family needed me to work) So, she freaked out and said you know what how about you leave as soon as possible. I said yes, I feel very uncomfortable living here. And that I would leave earlier. She said well as soon as possible the better. So I left to my room, crying and feeling suuuuper sick to my stomach. She got my suitcases and said, yes good idea you should perhaps leave tonight!…. Wow, wow, wooow, woow, It was 8-9 at night. You know what, I have my car and if I have to sleep in my car, then that will be fine too. I know I might have not been to concerned about what is really important in my life, but I was just prayed and hoped for the best. Sarah came in my room, crying, she said she was going to miss me. We hugged I was crying too. And then I kept going with packing everything. I ended up staying with a friend. It turned out pretty good. I was living out of my car and was wearing the same clothes for ever at least that's how it felt. I tried to crab things out of corners and said: "ou I guess this will have to do" I had to pay lots of money keeping my car in a garage so that noone would break in, because this is Barcelona and stealing is a huge problem here and 99.1 procent chance that it really would have been broken into especially with my foreign plates. But yes, it was crappy and it felt especially crappy because I felt “homeless” and unsettle and I hate that feeling of unsettleness. But what a blessing the family I stayed with was, and showed me such a nice Spanish- warmth and I love love love the Spanish people. I can't say that enough. So today, I rode my car over to Castelldefels and waited 4 hours by the beach to get into my new host families house. And can I tell you. Tranquilidad. I am so happy, happy, happy. The ocean relaxes me and brings a smile to my face. Everyone was running, roller blading , walking, the sun was shinning, blue sky… beautiful. I got to my new place about 8.30pm met the 3 little boys, who are ou soo cute. They asked me many questions, they were very super excited.. They went to bed afterall, the mum showed me around. She helped me take my stuff inside. She explained some things. We talked.. And I feel so happy. She is sooo nice. I have such a good feeling about her and living here. She sincerely cares about her boys and seems like a good mum. I spend the entire night unpacking my stuff and getting settle, because after living out of my car that was just the greatest thing to do, seriously. Really… aghh… thank you! - home, sweet home… start being my home!!!!!!
(pictures and more new about my new home will come soon, have I told you I love it?! stay tuned)
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