Herudover er jeg blevet snydt.
For det første - august. Som slutter i dag. Hallo, hvor blev de skønne sensommeraftener af? Ikke et eneste glas kølig vin har jeg følt trang til at indtage. Tværtimod har jeg fundet hyggesokkerne frem; en helt uhørt ting når der stadig står sommer i kalenderen. At jeg netop i dag har læst, at sommervejret vender retur i næste uge, er en fattig trøst. Næste uge begynder efteråret jo. Og weekender som denne, hvor den ene byge afløser den anden (nu er jeg jo ikke lige i København, hvor ordet "byge" vist ikke helt dækkede i går - hejhej, 100mm regn), passer mig virkelig godt fordi jeg æææælsker at gå indenfor og hygge mig i mit lille hus. Det skal bare helst være om efteråret. Nu bliver der helt byttet om på det og jeg er oprørt. Well, så oprørt som man kan være når man sidder i en blød sofa med et marsvin på maven...
For det andet - min kalender. Den har lavet et voksen-stunt og på mystisk vis fyldt sig selv op flere uger frem. Med dejlige ting og dejlige mennesker, javist, men det passer umådelig dårligt til mit selvbillede som impulsivt boheme-agtigt menneske at jeg konstant er nødt til "lige at kigge i min kalender og vende tilbage med hvornår vi kan ses". Faktisk har jeg hele 2 mennesker jeg "lige skal vende tilbage med" og det har jeg ikke gjort endnu, fordi jeg blev så barnligt mopset over tingenes tilstand.
Der var helt sikkert mere, der gjorde mig vranten, men nu har jeg glemt hvad det er. Af GODE ting, som slet ikke gør mig vranten, kan nævnes at jeg naturligvis var på Blomsterfestival i Odense (som annonceret i sidste indlæg) og årsagen til at I ikke er blevet foto-spammet endnu er, at jeg kom til at glemme mit kamera derovre. Men det er blevet leveret, og nu skal jeg så bare lige gennemgå de sædvanlige 150+ billeder så I kan komme med på rundtur. Og så har jeg fået en KISTE. Altså, ikke en jeg skal begraves i (omend jeg faktisk godt kan være nede i den, så få endelig ingen gode idéer), men sådan en gammel en som min mor arvede fra en gammel tante i Norge. Den skal I også nok få at se. Sidst men ikke mindst tør jeg nu løfte sløret for, at jeg fra engang i løbet af september måned får hjemmearbejdsplads. Dét bliver stort. Ganske vist kommer jeg til at savne DSB (det er faktisk ikke løgn), men glæden ved ikke at behøve at stå op klokken fem-halv seks om morgenen opvejer det nok.
I anledning af denne kommende glædelige begivenhed får I lige æren af et par før-og-efter billeder. Der var nemlig lige en enkelt julekasse eller to, der stod i vejen for indretning af kontor ...
BEFORE:
A nice and handy room for putting all
the stuff you don't quite know where
else to put. Do note the Christmas tree
holder sitting on the chair - this picture
was taken in July ....
My rather impressive pile of Christmas
boxes .... You can never really
have too much Christmas stuff, can you?
AFTER:
(I magicked all the X-mas boxes away...)
this is where the desk will go - and
immediately to the right of this picture
is where Viggo lives. He will be taking
most of my calls, I expect
@ N ~ thought I'd given up blogging, did you? Not quite; just didn't have much interesting stuff to write about OR was so tired after work that more typing and communicating was the last thing I felt like doing. But I'm still alive and well. And annoyed.
Why annoyed, you ask?
Well, firstly, August. I'm sure I ordered long warm evenings, cool sunny mornings, sun-drenched afternoons, the works. What I got was chilly gusts of wind and buckets and buckets of rain. Not once have I felt like indulging in a cold glass of wine on the patio - au contraire, I've dug my cozy socks out of storage. In August! Unheard of! Of course, the weather man now says "summer will be back next week" to which I scathingly reply "but next week it will be autumn". Because weekends like this one - which has actually been warm-ish, but with rain showers aplenty - are actually quite pleasant because I enjoy pottering around indoors in my cozy little house. But that should be in autumn. Now they're sending summer back; completely the wrong month, so I am in uproar. Well, as much as that is possible when I'm sitting in my comfy sofa with Viggo the guinea pig on my tummy ....
Secondly, my calendar. It's gone all adult on me and somehow filled itself up with appointments several weeks ahead. All nice appointments with nice people, so I'm not complaining as such (yes I am; I'm in a whiny mood); it's just that having to tell people that I "need to check my calendar and will get back to them re. when we can meet" really clashes with my self image as a spontaneous, bohemian person. There are actually two people that I currently need to "get back to" and I keep putting it off because I was so childishly disgruntled by the fact that I might need to tell them "late October maybe".
But really, I'm not all Moaning Myrtle. Good stuff happens too. I was at the Flower Festival of course, and the only reason why you haven't been bombarded with pics yet is that I left my camera at my friends' house. But it's home now, so all I need to do is sort through the 150+ pictures I took and decide which ones to fire at you :-) I also got a new piece of furniture: an old wooden storage trunk (is that what you call them?) that my mother inherited from an aunt in Norway. Pics to come! Last but not least, I can now tell you that sometime in September I start working from home. It's been in the works for a while but I didn't dare say anything for fear of jinxing it. But now it will definitely happen, and the only reason I haven't actually started yet is that I'm getting a new roof over that particular part of the house (which is technically the garage) because the old one flew off in a storm last winter. And I don't particularly want to sit and work with a team of carpenters crawling around overhead. But once they're gone, I'll bring my desk, computer, etc. home from the office. No doubt I will miss my daily train rides - but not having to get up at 5-530AM kinda makes up for that :-) The pics above are from a "feng shui session" I had earlier this summer ..... a few boxes of Christmas decorations needed to be relocated in preparation for my New Office!
Right. Off I go now. I carelessly invited some friends over this evening (old friends from school - there's a reunion in the works; wheeeee) so should probably move the piles of laundry away from the dining table, hoover up the guinea pig food I spilled all over the floor this morning - stuff like that...
