Bilingual mama life: Epic failure

So it is Friday...my favorite day of the week. Why? Because both my lovely boys are gone for the whole morning for school.

Which means:

4 whole hours of blissful solitude for me!

Hha!

(Disclaimer: I am always super excited for their return later)

Anyhoo

I was agonizing over whether to go out to the supermarket quick for some fresh bread and prosciutto. If I go out, I lose some of my precious alone time AT HOME. If I don't go out, I might have to wait till 5PM to get bread and ham, because of siesta.

(Siesta hours: 1-5 pm. All shops are closed)

I decided to run out quick on my bike. I also wanted to snap a few pictures of the market, because its market day, but when I got there, I couldn't find a spot where I could have parked for a moment to snap a couple, the vendors were kinda looking at me, smiling, inviting me to view their merchandise...I couldn't just smile back and snap a photo of them. Especially that I had my big camera with me for which I was kicking myself.... So anyway, I went to get bread and prosciutto and on my way back I passed the market again, and I managed to get a couple shots, but they didn't turn out too good, and the wind was blowing so hard, all my hair was in my face, and covering the camera lense,

then I realized that I could have gone to the vegetable market this morning to see Laura, a vendor whom I acquainted months ago, and I could have used the time to practice Italian with her,

then I realized that i should also have set up a meeting with Antonella, my other Italian-Canadian friend to go to the market together. That would have been a great opportunity to practice and build relationships as well!

Blah!

Messed up!

I felt so bummed when I got home... Then, the cherry

on top of the cake was that someone rand the bell, I went out, this young guy started talking to me so fast that I swear I didn't understand a word! I really didnt want to deal with him at the moment, and he just kept talking... so I told him that I didn't speak Italian well and didn't understand, then he said a few more things and gave me his business card...I went inside, glad to have been "rid of the salesman"...and I realized how much I messed up AGAIN!! I could TOTALLY have "taken advantage" of the situation and learnt something from this young man! If I had asked him to speak a little slower and explain to me his business, I'm sure he would have done it. And I would have learnt a few things I'm sure!