What a weekend....

First...

Friday. To wake up in Arboga in my lovely bed with my son close to me is a great feeling. To feel the sun coming, hot into the bed as I dont have any fabrics in the windows, is just very nice.

To go to my own hotel, sit down and have a served breakfast with panncakes, eggs and omeletts and others is also good. Briefing before the big attic and garage sale here at the hotel. I was responsible for the prices and the set up so yes, this Friday I had to work. As expected a lot of people called already the day before to get here and have a look but no no.

More... drove my lovely turbo SAAB to the garage since the damage of my door, the try to break into my car was the worst seen ever and the door is totally damaged. I got an Opel Astra to drive for some weeks and I promise, its different from my turbo.

In the afternoon my oldest son and his girlfriend came with train and took care of Robin in a way that is fantastic. He is spoiled with love my little 7 year boy, and that is good.

Friday evening and night. Up at the attic, 2 racks of beer. 3 bottle of wines, the old grammofon on and yes. We worked all night. And we got totally tipsy drunk all of us working. Ended up in the new suite with more beers and yes.... it was just to much.

The hangover was a catastrophy. I almost could not stand on my feet. Try to look happy, beauti and also socialize among houndreds of citizen from Arboga was kind of a miracle. But, the show must go on and of course we fixed it. Great co-operation and I promise that whole little town is both impressed and happy about their bargains. Damn good prices for the day.

But what we sold. Great sale but still, almost everything is kind of left.

Saturday evening. My son and girlfriend took care of the hotel, so I could get out with Robin. He had been so cool, so nice and so great that I almost cry of happiness. I must have done something great with that boys genes as he is such a nice little man.

We took a drive to the neighbour city as they had a cruising evening. To cruise in an ordinary car was kind of no fun... but to look at the cars and to look good is even as good as that.

I took the chance to place myself in a red camaro convertible for some minutes and just dream away... I must by a nice car later on.

Home, to bed. Relaxed with my IPod and so good to go sleep early.

Sunday morning, Simon and Pernilla took care of the breakfast and I came some later to support... feels like the weekend will be quiet good anyway... and it s not over yet...

And I have not told you one single row about the betray from my two best friends.. which almost killed me. .... and I will never tell. . its a story you would not never believe if I told... I still cant believe it.

Love Anna