A typical Friday evening

Posted by: fracas on January 9 @ 2:03 am

I’m home just before 7. With glossy mag under one arm and my Burberry bag doubling as my laptop case, I’m ringing the door. It’s too cold to start looking for keys which are deep under cover, underneath tissues, sunglasses, pens and other parafanelia rattling around. Reinout opens the door. He’s holding Sebastian and I practically throw myself at him. I’m just so happy to see them. The house both looks and smells good. Caroline has cleaned it and Reinout has lit scented candles that smells heavenly. I’m so hungry and whilst we open a bottle of wine, we debate whether to cook, order take-away or go out for dinner. We settle for the latter, but as snow is keeping Haarlem under a firm grip, it’s the local Indonesian restaurant around the corner. Nevertheless a very good one.

At 9 we are back, and after putting Sebastian to sleep we park ourselves in front of the television. Not exactly glued to it as we both have our laptops working away. I work on our social network accounts for OnlineSalsa, and manage to finish off the first half of a salsa festival database. Now at almost 2 am I am dead tired, but feeling good after a hot shower. It’s time for bed….