One of the most frustrating things about living in a foreign country is the phone. I know a number of foreigners here and all agree they hate talking on the phone which is a first for me. It seems that your accent - English in my case - is unrecognisable to the person on the other side and they cannot or will not understand you but if you talk to them face to face no problem. The bad thing about this is having to ask your husband to do all the phoning. What a hassle. He hates talking on the phone period, so I have no chance. You beg and beg and beg. Drives me nuts.
So no satelite tv, turns out we are to far under the roof for signal. SUCKS. I rarely use that word but today really sucks. Aggghhh fabulous sitting alone at night with sweet bugger all on tv to watch, 4 channels all in fabulous french. I could move home right now.
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