We are settling into the house

Friday, 15^th April

We went to the gym together, he had yoga, I went to the sauna, we had lunch, then he had a lesson. Then we went to the kitchen design place with Ingrid. While I waited I stopped at the gallery, the rug is perfect.

The slave had detailed measurements of the kitchen, where the sockets are at the moment and everything. Originally I did not want to change all the cupboards, but the salesman convinced us as they use solid wood, our MDF cupboards would not be able to carry the weight, and any additions would stand out. Everyone uses drawers now, and Ingrid said that she loved them, her friend had drawers and she found it so much easier and accessible. So we had to opt for a total new kitchen.

They will come to the house tomorrow with samples of the finishes, as the light will be different, and to take measurements. They gave us a rough idea of price, compared to Ikea it was a lot, but then we do get a good service here.

Has it been 4 weeks already since the last M/s night? Well it must be, as we're expected to attend tonight. I know the slave would rather tidy the office.

Saturday, 16^th April

I have sent the slave shopping, he has gone in the car. We decided ad hoc to throw a party. I have tidied the office, I am sure it could be better, but everything is on shelves and I know where it is.

We have invited the Germans, they will come with P/L. We have invited “normal” friends.

Lasse's GP thinks he might be suffering from SAD (seasonal affection disorder). That makes sense.

Sunday, 17^th April

We had a good party. The slave made some pizzas from scratch.

The Germans were made feel welcome, a few ex-colleagues were here, so they knew some people at least from sight. They like the flat, they do not use the cell, only make use of the shower sometimes. The slave looked relieved, it is still his home, his space. They expressed to me their wonder how we can live like that. The Germans have a reputation to be kinky and like discipline, it is quite wrong.

The kitchen people came just after the slave had returned from shopping. It was his first time driving since he passed the test, he was nervous at first, he told me, but then it was ok. He said, when he got into the car with all the shopping in the boot, he felt funny. He felt as if it was the most normal thing in the world, and although he had been to this hypermarket for the first time, he felt at home. He knew I was at home waiting for him, it made him feel secure. We were just expressing our gratitude to each other, when the door bell rang.

The guys were not trying to up sell, they are the carpenters who come to install it, they gave us valuable advice. In need to go in on Monday and order everything officially and pay a deposit.

We had a lovely breakfast this morning and then we had dog sitting duty. Stine and Torben went to a christening. I did some gardening, the boy helped. We invited S/T for coffee when they came back, but they were a bit subdued and wanted to go home, understandably.

I am planning an early night with some rope, I found a book and want to practise a certain design.