Well, I did a vacation in writing.
And I have no excuse for it.

  I did not have anything interesting to write or I was just lazy(in most of the time).
Well because what to write here when life stands in place or it seems so because all the time works between work and home, home and work.
Although sometimes something in the background scrolls like a book read, watched a movie, another finished piece of knitting or crochet etc.
Or another move and change address?
Oh yeah!
Again?!
I have already counted that I changed my place of residence every year (that is, 10).
But, only a few months and I'm going home.
For now, I can enjoy the beautiful weather

            (it's probably so special for me to let this year pass well) and go home.

  I already have enough of this life on suitcases, it's time to go back to Poland.
Almost everyone tells me that I will definitely come back, but it is true that I prefer to"pat poor" in my own home than to earn well abroad and live in a house where you have to adapt to the rules there.
You say you can buy a house, but I will not work like a machine for X-years to sell this house in my old age and return to a country where my parents will no longer be.
I want to be very close to them and no money will change that.

  After all, I always say that as many people in the world think so much and everyone would say something different here.