Time is just flying by at the moment. I can’t believe I’m into my third week at work already! It’s probably a good thing though – if it’s going fast I must be enjoying it, right? I mean, we all know what they say about time flying…
So last week was the 5 year reunion of the very first year I spent in Karlsruhe. I was one of the group of internationals who did their year abroad in 2003/04 (yes, I do realise 2003 was 6 years ago. Obviously it was the 5 year reunion of when we left). The first of the group, and probably the person I most wanted to see, arrived on Sunday 6th September, which is why I cooked dinner that day. There were 6 of us and I made pumpkin lasagne. It was a total experiment… I had never made anything with pumpkin before, never mind lasagne, but it turned out great.
Monday was my day of rest, then on Tuesday the next group arrived, and from that night on things were just crazy. Most nights I went to meet the others straight from work, coming home just in time to fall into bed before starting all over again the next day. I’m in desperate need of sleep now, but it was all good fun and really great to see the others again. None of us seem to have changed much… the only difference is now we have grown up jobs. And 2 sets of couples who met back then are married now. The last of the group departed yesterday but we’ve already decided when the next reunion will be… in 5 years time, 2014. But this time we’re doing it in August so that the teachers can make it as well.
I’ve been busy, busy, busy for the past few days, which is why I didn’t blog over the weekend or get round to replying to all the comments on my last post (bear with me, I will get there!) The weekend was fun, with a trip to Heidelberg and me cooking dinner for friends… one of whom I hadn’t seen for 5 years. I will tell you aaall about it soon, but right now I am trying to cook, hand wash some clothes and do the dishes all at the same time. I just wanted to leave a quick note to let you know I’m still alive and that the new job is still going well. I will return to the blogosphere as soon as I can, but not before the end of this week…
I actually feel kind of bad that I didn’t have time to post yesterday. It meant the whingey post about my boyfriend not coming over ended up still being there even after it wasn’t true any more. Choir practice was cancelled this week so he did end up coming round last night after all. And, miracle of all miracles, I actually managed to sleep. There’s no way this can be coincidence!
So, up until this week I had managed to successfully ignore the signs that autumn is almost upon us. Partly because it was still August, and I refuse to let my birthday month be in any season other than summer, but also because I wasn’t having to get up so early (I guess there are advantages to unemployment after all) so by the time I was awake the sun was as well. I can’t avoid it any longer though. So far I haven’t had to leave the house in the dark yet but it is necessary to turn on the light when I get up for work.
How can it be this close to the end of the year already? I’m not ready to dig out my winter clothes yet!
The boyfriend is back. But he’s not here. When I called him from the train he told me he’d just got back, and had gone straight to his flat because he wanted to put some washing on. He wanted to come over tomorrow, after his choir practice. Except he never comes home from choir practice before 1am, and I have to be up for work at 6am. So I would (hopefully) be asleep by the time he came over, and he would (definitely) still be asleep when I left for work the next morning. Please explain to me exactly what the point would be, because somehow I am failing to understand it.
So we’ve agreed for him to come over on Friday evening. I know it’s for the best (saves me being woken up from whatever little sleep I manage to get), but that doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it, does it?
Yesterday afternoon and evening was spent getting ready for the new job.
I went into town and bought stuff to make sandwiches for today’s lunch. I found everything I needed to take with me to ensure I actually get paid at the end of the month. I made sure my train ticket was in my purse. I sorted out the clothes I wanted to wear. And I went to bed at a reasonable time in preparation for my early morning. It all worked out beautifully… apart from the last one.
I was in bed by 9:40 pm. I’d been tired since about 6 so I thought falling asleep should be easy. Wrong! I tossed, I turned. I was too hot, then too cold. I was thirsty. When the clock somewhere outside chimed 10 I was trying to get comfortable. At 10:15 I was wondering why I didn’t actually feel tired any more. I heard the clock strike 11 as I was on my way to the toilet – the after effect of drinking an entire bottle of water. At 11:30 I was still awake. I didn’t hear the clock strike 12 though, so I must have fallen asleep some time before 12. It’s just a shame I was awake again in time to hear it strike 1… and 2. I think I got about 4 hours sleep total. So much for being alert and refreshed for my first day! Surprisingly the tiredness is only beginning to make itself felt now. I guess a combination of first-day nerves, excitement and adrenaline have kept me awake for most of the day.
I arrived at just before 9 am and the very first thing I learned was how to use the coffee machine. Very necessary after a night of tossing and turning! Then a co-worker showed me around the office. I’d seen most if it on my trial day but this time I got a proper tour. The I went into the office I’m sharing with a second English person, H – at least for the next few weeks. A room downstairs is currently being renevated and once it’s finished everyone’s going to be moving around again. The rest of the morning was spent getting acquainted with the file system, learning where to find stuff and reading the information that employees need to know – an entire ring binder full of stuff! At 12:30 we all ate lunch together then in the afternoon I started my very first translation (for this company I mean… obviously not my very first translation ever). it was so nice to have something to translate again. And to have someone to talk to (remember, I was alone this weekend). All in all it went pretty well… although all the information was a lot to take in and my poor brain is feeling a bit fragile now. I’m sure I’ll figure everything out soon though.
And now I have to go. The boyfriend is supposed to be coming home tomorrow (whether he actually does depends on what’s happening with his family stuff) and I need to something about the state of my living room just in case he decides to come here…