Today, I'm just in the mood to throw in the towel, so here goes. If you don't want to hear a bit of complaining, come back tomorrow. Or, at the rate I'm updating this blog, a month from now. I'm sure things will be fine then.
I'm tired. Just exhausted. I have something every single night this week, in addition to a full day of work. Last night, after a long day of work, I had a meeting. Here's how my evening went; maybe you can identify with something here.
- Brush teeth. Forget that mouthwash goes in the sink and almost spit it in the trash can, before coming to your senses.
- Head for the door. Look for your keys and spend several minutes looking for them, only to discover that you've been holding them in your hand the entire time.
- Walk down four flights of stairs. Then remember that you left your cell phone sitting on the sink where you brushed your teeth. Climb up four flights of stairs, unlock the door (with the key you found!), then climb down eleven flights of stairs, stumble a little while waving your arms at each floor to turn on the motion-sensor light.
- Trudge down the street, feeling like you'd rather be home in bed. Twist your ankle on the uneven cobblestone sidewalk. Start to fall. Try to catch your balance, running several meters trying to get your feet under you. Fall on your face anyway, in a stunning display of grace and beauty, as you've now picked up speed. Make sure to scatter papers flying everywhere and send your water bottle skittering out into the street.
- Thank the two gentlemen who help you up, dust you off, and retrieve your water bottle. Slap yourself on the head because you can't even thank them properly, your Spanish skills are that lacking.
- Half a block later, sit down on someone's front step and bawl like a baby, huge, fat, body-shaking sobs because this is just not your day and you're so tired you can hardly function, let alone walk down the street.
- Stand up, dust off your butt, dry your eyes, and ring the bell.
Oh, and the next day, forget to put on deodorant so as you type in your blog, you have tissues under both arms. Yeah, it's going to be a super day!
It is an old converted theater. The main floor, which would have bene for seating, is filled with books. 
The parts that would have been box seats, hold the CD and DVD departments. 
And the section which would have been the stage has been converted to a little cafe. 
It's super cute!
Of course, it doesn't hurt that there's a Volta ice cream shop just a few steps away!
