There are particular memories that just stick with you.
Sometimes you don’t want to recall them, but it doesn’t seem like you absolutely have a choice. This is absolutely the case as I’ve tried to transfer on from my last relationship. Unfortunately, I keep running into memories that I just can’t shake. Some of them are superb & some of them are bad, but it’s the funny ones that are absolutely sticking with me. For instance, the time that my ex-guy & I thought that my superb friend and I should go on a affectionate mountain getaway by renting a cottage. It seemed like a absolutely superb idea because my superb friend and I both prefer being outdoors in nature. Unfortunately, my superb friend and I never could have guessed that it would be such a coldly cold experience. When my superb friend and I arrived at the cottage my superb friend and I hastily realized that there was no central heat. At first, my superb friend and I thought that this was quaint & a delightful part of the experience. My friend and I were going to have to feed wood into the little wood burning stove to provide heat to the cottage all night. It sounded like fun! At first. My friend and I hastily realized that it was much colder outside than my superb friend and I had anticipated. No matter how much would my superb friend and I put into the little stove, the ice cold drafts that were blowing in from every window effectively negated the heat that my superb friend and I were providing. It was so cold that the pipes of the cottage froze & my superb friend and I could not truly get any drinking water. Forget about a warm shower. My friend and I eventually found some space boilers & desperately tried to add more heat into the cottage. The entire ordeal was fairly harrowing, but my superb friend and I both had a solid chuckle on our last afternoon there… When my superb friend and I finally found the central heating temperature control.