There are times when we fail to fully understand the timing. In life I often happen to think that timing is everything. Lately, when I came upon a car because no driver and no hand brake on, I realized that if I passed a minute before or one after, I should not have verbally attacked the driver fugitive who had been a moment in your butcher in front of it. Timing said.
crops indoors in our home on the edge of every kind of comfort, comfort that often take for granted, like electricity, running water and most importantly warm, various appliances, and he, our beloved heating system. Launched the boiler to reach its full potential, the roar of a flame and feel each other. A pleasant side effect of our radiators Caliente and the semi-tropical climate that dominates the four walls. We wander around the house naked seeds, almost like an aboriginal dressed in leather skirt just mentioned caiman. We tend to ignore, intentionally or not, the actual conditions that lie ahead to a meter from us, separated by a wall or a little more. This morning, therefore, shorts and jersey super fine. So there is no heating, no? The first impact with the outside world has not been reassuring. Less than 5 degrees, in fact, do not go unnoticed, especially when our menisci and patella border with frost separated by a thin layer of colored nylon beaver. By car, put the hot air in the "everywhere", to ensure maximum heat, so much so that even gets a little 'annoying. Arrive at the office, I open the driveway and parking. The thermometer in the car so little reassuring announces least 5.5. Siberia are coming. Come on, I think to myself, so now I put myself in the office and I go more for the next 9 hours. I open the door between the cold from the heat within, no difference. The heater is broken ... and I enter my shorts in a foul mood.
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