the last weeks were flying like clouds. I got the work in Lanzo (my hometown). I started direct after my second interview. Was working in the forwarding agency of a friend to try out that work, when the company of my hometown called. I went right away, signed the contract... and guess what. The right decision. I love my work. The italians are really nice, even a lot of times my head is close to an explosion, (imagine sitting in an office with 5 italians - hearing and talking all the day in italian, your mind always working on 100 % to understand everything, to not make mistakes). Very hard, never thought it would be that hard.
But one time in machine industrie - there is no escape. I love the HM and HSS metal
and the titanium, diamond, xseed, alcrona ....... metals and coatings.
Back in my working world I already transformed into annother person again.
I am good (also they are saying that). All the markets (german and english speaking) will be soon under my control. I am rolling over that company like a tsunami. ;-)
My cats (Gismo + Il Pirata) are fine.
The only bad story last week, one of my beloved horses died, the little pony lady was already 22 years, but she went away in two days (high fever, inflamation of the lung).
My young wild dangerous DJ is transforming into a workaholic horse, that wants to work till the foam is running down his mouth. Back, Spin, collected, round neck, head down, long reins - unbelievable.
Partens are here for a visit until the 20th of december, also because I have to fly to Germany for two days and I need somebody to watch my cats (could never leave them alone).
Today I got my italian recidence "La residenza".
Did I finally find a home? My home?
