Back to Work
Was up late last night (but Yes, Franï¿½ois, I DO actually sleep), and then I had to accompany my wife to a birthday lunch for her sister. It was one of those things you had to go to, and the entire time I'm thinking about something else. This is quite easy for me because I can turn off Spanish so quickly it's not funny. Actually, to understand Spanish I have to actively listen, so one second into "mental programming" and all the sounds around me turn into "blah blah blah".
Ana knows what I'm doing too. She kicks me every once in a while and gives me recaps. Good thing she loves me.