Just came home from dropping off Fredrik at the airport and guess what? I drove him there and back by myself.

I think I’ve got a handle on this manual transmission business. The roundabout is still a bit frightening but I think I’ve also got a handle on it.

It was a bit rocky at first ’cause Fredrik was “giving me commands” as I was already nervous and trying to focus on the driving. It’s hard to do something you’re not so familiar with when someone’s saying “Do this! Do that!” while you’re trying to think of what you’re supposed to be doing. Although he understood  when I told him that it’s a pain in the arse when he’s being a back seat driver.

The drive home from Arlanda was pretty good, although I had a moment when I started worrying about driving for no reason.

I’ll be picking Fredrik up from the airport in 2 weeks. Can’t wait till he’s home from Australia.

Well it’s back to just being me and Ull for the next 2 weeks. Next week I’ll be going back to SFI.

I never thought I’d say this in my life but the first thing I’ve got to do is clean the flat. The flat has been a mess ever since Fredrik came home from the US. I told him that we can’t be so messy anymore when he comes back from Australia. He understands my need to clean the flat.

The kitchen counters need to be kept clean so Ull doesn’t think there’s a carnival on the counters. I also need to vacuum. Ull gets into all the little crevices and he’s a lint magnet. I’ve spent quite a bit of time in the past week picking off bits of dust bunnies off his back.