Momsie called yesterday morning. I had sent her and Gil an email with my new address and phone number, along with a note on my promotion. She called to congratulate me, and to check on how I’m doing at the new place.
I told her, at my new position, I will be making x-amount more. She asked “dollars”? I’m pretty sure I don’t get paid in pesos, but I knew what she meant (dollars or did I convert the amount into Swiss Francs so it made more sense to her?). She said it wasn’t bad! I said “x-amount a year”. “Oh.” Nah, she still thought it was good stuff, and she was so happy for me.
We moved on to discuss mi new casa, and she asked if there was anything in particular I would like for my chateau. I said something for the walls would be really nice to have, like a painting? I have a few that one of my “stepfather’s” nephews (?...don’t know his exact relationship to Gil) did that my mom passed on to me. Anything for decorating would be wonderful!
And then, I mentioned the color of each room…Ahhh, I am sure she will grow to love them…She started throwing words like “warm colors”, “oranges”, “yellows”…By the way I described the paint colors, she says I’ve chosen too dark ones…Eh, not necessarily. The bedroom is light bluish-gray, the bathroom buttery-yellow, the kitchen phlegm-green (eheehhe, it’s nicer than that!), and the living room medium blue with a touch or two of gray. Not too shabby, I think.
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