The last perfect person got nailed to a cross

When I woke up this morning I decided that today will be one of those days when you do nothing. Then I got a text from Antonia asking (or telling) me if I was coming to the swimming pool. It's a good thing when you're not alone doing things like this, because you have others to make sure that you actually do it.

After our swimming session Antonia persuaded me to go home with her to have a cup of hot chocolate. That was also really nice.
After have dropped Antonia and Tom, the boy she looks after, at Prince's street I went Christmas shopping.

On Morningside there is a lovely little shop called "The Fool". They sell charms and crystals and incense and cool clothes and books about witch-craft and all kind of nice things. The shop is owned by a older couple and they are so sweet! I really love this kind of shops, and I told the lady that I can stay in those kind of places for ages. The man then said that I'm welcome at any time and that it is a great place to hang out in. It was really nice.
They asked me about my accent and was very delighted to here that I was from Sweden and wondered why I was here. I said that I work as an au-pair and we started to discuss it. I like it in my family even though thw chilrden can be a pain in the ass from time to time and I get along very well with my hostmum, which i belive is essetial. I told them that some of the girls I got to know here have had to switch familys beacuse they couldn't get along and we agreed that most of the girls here do the best they can in their jobs, but we're all young and I said that no one is perfect. The man then said something that I think is veery vice;
"The last perfect person got nailed to a cross, you wouldn't want to be perfect."
I'm not religious but I got his point.
Anyhow, it was a nice chat.