I used to think that the bank hours in the US were restrictive, but they are nothing compared to the hours that Swedish banks keep. I foolishly went to school early this morning thinking that banks must surely be open by 9 so that I could go before class. Nope! NOTHING in town opens before 10. I wonder about those who work, when do they find time to go to the bank. Trying to get anything done during lunch hours is nearly impossible. I went to the bank and waited quite a long time at noon before I was seen. Then they asked to see my ID then told me to go wait in the nice LONG line in the big square to use a bank machine. I now have a working bank card though. And I did my very first internet transaction. I sent David 4,600 SEK. (The money I owed him since he took care of all of my bills until I finally got this internet thing working.)
I came home today thinking to do some productive stuff before dinner tonight. I've decided I need a nap instead. I did get the apartment picked up and the laundry sorted. Tomorrow between school and when I have to be ready for the gasque I'll try to get laundry done. Maybe later today I'll find time to vacuum. The dust NEVER stops! I swear I have to vacuum more often than once a week. This gets silly sometimes. For now, I need a nap if I'm going to be social for any length of time this evening.
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