Back from Prague and Paris, the man brought home lots of stories to share, tales of food, dishonest cab drivers and of a night when it was -20°C. He said that -3°C was considered warm! Riiight. I definitely won't survive beyond -10°C. He also bought (among other things) a silver necklace for me. He grabbed it on the plane off the brochure. I like the selection of DFS items on SQ! There're a couple of good buys in there that I can't pass up each time I fly!
A trinket, he said, to wish me well for my work trip. Yes, I need all the luck, sagacity and a dispassionate aura for the week. I'm not exactly looking forward to this trip. I hope it doesn't turn out to be a big joke.
Very sweet and very nice. BUT. I stared at it. "It's heart-shaped!" I stated accusingly. I'm not fond of hearts, ribbons and frilly things. Anything heart-shaped you see on me is definitely a gift. He was quick and shot back. "Well, I like it! Think of it as an arrowhead!"
Okay. Fine. It's quite pretty. I shan't be ungrateful. I shall wear it for a little while. An arrowhead it is. I hope it would symbolize that I'd be able to solve any problems during the week with focus and clarity.