Yep, this is how we live it up on Friday night at Casa Az…
So I got a new duvet, a bit bigger, a bit warmer… and as you can see, the cats love it. Especially Morcilla who adorably gets under it with me during the night. But every morning when the cats know I’m awake, they all pile on top of me. Then huddle together after I get up. My furry little heat-seeking missiles.
A few months ago I saw this sofa in the window of El Corte Inglés and I WANTED IT. I mean, it’s nothing terribly exciting, but I love its simplicity and clean lines. But I also know that no soft furnishings would ever last around here. What’s weird is that I have never actually wanted a sofa before, precisely for this reason. At present an old IKEA sofa bed still serves in the living room, along with a second-hand arm chair, both of which are covered in cotton throws (as is my wheelie office chair). And in spite of being covered they are all ripped to shreds.
Anyhow, I was walking by El Corte Inglés again the other day and saw that my dream sofa has a matching chair!!! Waaaah!
There’s been a fair bit of comfort food cooking going on this weekend at Casa Az. Yesterday I made some lovely leek & potato soup (must do that more often), and this morning Peter decided to make one of his puchero stews, this time with lentils instead of the usual white beans. However, he started off with the entire kilo bag of lentils (instead of half), which start off looking like the right amount, but soon grow. Oops.
So I came to the rescue, moved half his lentils to another pot, and made a tikka masala with lots of veggies (onion, garlic, courgette, tomato, spinach…). Lucky these will freeze well. I think this will be the lentil quota for the winter.
So, remember this little guy? After a long and drawn-out battle with the landlady this summer she finally splashed out on this tiny split (without checking the room dimensions), which turned out to be a bit small for the job. But it did end up cooling the room, which is more than I can say for the heating option. Had it on for an hour this morning and … nada.
My question is this. I had to stop using the central A/C because it began leaking water through the kitchen ceiling, which the technician said was due to the compressor being low on gas. The problem was that the unit is so old that the gas it uses is no longer produced. Hence… the new split. But would it be safe to still use the central unit for heating? I’m assuming they are two completely different functions, and the heating doesn’t rely on gas, so… what do you think?
It isn’t just that the front panel of the oven door suddenly fell off yesterday (whilst roasting comfort food veggies) but this now means I have to go through another whole ordeal with the landlady about WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS. Well, I mean, it’s an old oven, it has never worked properly (it basically has one temperature) and I don’t think the fact that it’s falling apart should be my responsibility.
I will never understand landlords like mine (and I mean all the landlords I’ve had since I moved here). They have either inherited apartments or entire buildings, do minimum maintenance, may or may not be declaring income, and yet always balk at spending ANYTHING on, well, anything, if they can help it.
Remember the whole paying for the split episode last summer? In the end the landlady lost out – if she’d taken my previous offer she wouldn’t have ended up paying for the whole thing.
Now she’s telling me to call a “técnico” to see how much it will cost to fix the oven door, without actually saying she will pay for it (she says it depends on the amount). But of course if someone comes over here to tell me this, it’s already going to cost money. Ufff…
Thing is, if I were happier here I wouldn’t think twice about just buying a new oven, especially since this probably wouldn’t cost much more than paying someone to come over and fix the front door panel. But part of me still has one foot out the door. Every day I check the apartment listings, just in case my dream apartment is there. This just doesn’t feel like a place I want to invest in.