Had a very very very weird dream last night. If it really happened in real life, I wouldn't just let everything go on like I did in the dream. Instead, I would have asked hundreds of questions before letting myself into anything. Why do I always accept whatever happens in dreams as normal while sleeping??
Wondering why I don't write what kind of dream it was? Too embarrassing to tell, actually. Who would be willing to prove his/herself as a complete idiot on the net? I can laugh at myself, but I don't want my friends to throw me into a madhouse!!
My girls went to IL's birthday party at the next-door. They had a lovely time. Good.But sadly my wee one told me the news that the next-door Latvians are thinking about moving the house. I couldn't think of a reason. My girls will miss IL and K badly.
This evening I popped out to throw a bag of rubbish in the bin and found R smoking at the back door beside my house. Asked about the moving and she told me that their landlord put £10 to the rent for the second year!! That's a lot of money and, as far as I remember, their rent + rates are already much dearer than mine. (They have bigger kitchen, though.) Poor women, maybe their landlord, who I believe is a young snob with plenty of money, could be doing this outrageous thing just because his tenants are foreigners. My landlord+lady are saints, compared to other landlords. Not sure about the law on rent increase for private renting, so I don't know what the Latvians could do for the increase. But I hope everything will work out in a way that they will feel alright. They can be annoying sometimes, but they are not bad people, you know. And I know what it is like to be a foreigner in this country. So, I'm just crossing my fingers for them.
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