Eat, sleep, to shit

Weather here in the Canary Islands: sun and wind. On the one hand warmly, and the other - not hot. Like my favorite size, but what do I feel so shitty, then: sore throat again and Kumar in the early days of cold. At such moments, the mood is always a philosophical.

After all, if you think about it, we create a problem. There is no difficulty to go on an island here, to live at a temperature of from 20 to 30 a year, and be content with little: to find a simple job for half a day and in the rest of the time to eat, sleep, and to shit. Today I am in between breakfast and lunch, popped into the dining room, where she was laying tables 18-19 years. I asked her for a spoon, and when she brought it, then walking away, took the phone to see the time - the fourth ayfonchik. Not bad as a waitress at the hotel are.

There is also. We are not interested in money. Are you interested in achieving some goals unknown to anyone. Relocate, measured by pisyun. But every step forward has certainly creates lots of related issues that have to decide to stay at least at the same height.

Here you are doing business. Be sure to rack up credit, to encounter the problem of staffing shortages, and then and just relations director - subordinate. Then you face a number of problems associated with the execution of orders and delivery of tax returns. And more and more. Yes, eventually you learn to delegate control only the nodal points and the most important tasks, but still - it's not you, it's a bunch of small - and challenges that you have to decide on a circle. And most importantly, over the years, you realize that your main task - is to find someone who you can pass the turned out that at least ten or twenty years, the last to live in pleasure.

Or pleasure - this is the very movement and razrulivanie problems?.

An example of simpler. Running round, you are creating or buying some sites, measures their parameters, breathing nervously for indexing by Yandex. Every day, stress, every week, waiting for the sad apa. And would sit near the sea, looking at the beauties in swimsuits and evening apprenticeship sweeping floors. Just think, sweep and wash, but the whole day and then you hold that doing nothing: zhresh, sleep and shit. The devil knows what of these options is called a life.

Okay, do not take it too seriously. When sick, is not a write.

By the way, here is more than half of holidaymakers - pensioners from Germany. From all other countries, little by little, even cable - half of the channels in German. Behind him in a bar playing popular music in German. Spanish resort for Germans. Interestingly this. Or just retired it from Germany have a better life, for example, retired from Italy or even Spain itself.