On reaching for the ordinary and finding nothing but stars ?
This morning I heard an ominous hissing…
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On winning
I passed – wheeeee!!! 🙂 🙂 🙂 I don’t know how well I won, but I think it’s the winning part that counts. Now to catch up on lost sleep 🙂 (And later, on lost (/missing) posts)
On the moment of truth
I wrote here almost exactly a year and a half ago to say that I was starting school again. I’m writing now to say that I’m [hopefully] about to finish school. My last exam starts in less than half an hour (ARGH!). It’s an oral defence of my thesis, followed by a whole lot of […]
On the joys of living in a small town
There was a festival in my town today. A whole street full of small market stalls in celebration of local root vegetables (!!). The butcher sold special sausages and other people sold various other things. I had a hot one when I arrived, and planned to buy a packet of raw sausages to take home, […]
On timing
Life could be so frigging easy! And yet it isn’t. Yesterday I received notification that I passed the project part of my last exam, and am invited to defend it on the 29th. That means sorting out a presentation. It’s almost 2 weeks away. No problem. Except. I’m away for a long weekend at a […]
On the best thing about having one’s own freezer
You can fill it with icecream – and it’s nobody’s business but your own 🙂 A couple of years ago, the last tenant bought a fridge freezer unit to fit the kitchen, and because it’s a weird size, she left it here when she left. If it was officially made part of the flat’s inventory, […]
On egos and builder’s yards
Men are funny creatures. This afternoon I stood at the service desk with a trolley load of wood panels, waiting for someone to get back from their break and cut them to size. A man dressed in a smart shirt and shiny shoes stopped his trolley neatly behind mine, and started heaving a packet of […]
Quote: chasing vs. being caught
„When you stop chasing the wrong things, you give the right things a chance to catch you.“ – Lolly Daskal
On keys (and castles)
According to a worn out proverb/saying/phrase, an Englishman’s home is his castle. This English girl has a new Castle 🙂 🙂 🙂 I don’t have a moat, or even a pond*, but I do have a balcony (and a cellar). And 60 square metres of floor all to myself. (Wheeeeeeee!) I signed the papers on Tuesday, […]
On finding the cage door
Take the time to do the things that make you happy
On cages
All cages, even the golden ones, have doors for a reason. The trick is finding out how to open them. (And whether or not you want to)
On not being a sword
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat on the edge while she waved her hands about. “…your body wants to flow, you see,” she said, “it’s being held in place at the moment, but it isn’t happy. That’s why you have so many stressed and tightened muscles. You’re more like […]
On sleeping in my car
Okay, so it was nothing like a Roxette song, but it was an adventure. There’s not much more freeing than packing your stuff into the back of your own car and driving into the sunset. And there’s not much more grown up than realising when you are really really tired and should stop to sleep […]
On ice cream and no spoon
My younger self spent many (MANY) hours sitting on benches in various parks and town squares, eating icecream. Sometimes by myself, sometimes with friends, sometimes (and probably most often) with my siblings. This was such a common occurrence, that we each kept an emergency spoon in our bags or wallets. Yesterday I found myself alone […]