aggravatedI'm reading several other LJ's and saw that so many of you are taking Swedish classes, and didn't realize you were all so "new" to Sweden. I feel like that is very far behind me at the moment, although today I had a humiliating moment realizing how much I still have to learn (and always will) while Martin was playing his new Krakel Spektakel computer game, which plays with words, spelling and grammar in Swedish. I SUCKED! hahaha! :) I kept having to ask my 5-year-old, "what does that mean?" whereupon he'd translate it into English for me. How humbling.
Anders leaves for a business trip to Gothenburg tomorrow for 2 days, so I'm single-parenting. This means I have to get up extra early and fix breakfast for Martin as they eat breakfast at 7:15 at the school. and there's no way we could make it in time. SEVEN FIFTEEN!! Geez louise, what are they THINKING?! That's just wrong. I can barely move my butt out of bed by 7 most days, and the thought of eating at that point is just plain nauseating.
