Friday letters

How is it possible that it’s time for Friday letters again already? This week has literally flown by! At this rate, it will be Christmas before I know it. …

I came across this cute letter box in Ireland.
I came across this cute letter box in Ireland.

Dear checkout lady in Rossmann. Was it really necessary to literally snatch my money right out of my hand? Apparantly it was my week for encountering rude Germans

Dear boots. I still think you’re one of the best purchases I ever made, no matter what crazy drunk Germans might have to say on the matter 😉

Dear friend’s unborn baby. I can’t believe your due date is only a month and a half away! I really, really need to get on with that cross stitch I’m doing for you…

time flies
Time flies (Photo credit: Robert Couse-Baker)

Dear July. PLEASE slow down! There is so much I need to get done this month (like buying a dress for a christening and a gift for my mother’s 50th birthday!) and I already feel like I’m running out of time…

Dear self. You’re doing really well with this exercising lark… keep up the good work!

Dear spare room. Sorry you look like a bomb’s gone off in you. I will do something about that… some day.

Dear shower. I will also clean you soon… honest I will. And yes, I know I’ve been saying that for weeks…

Dear readers. Happy Friday! Have a great weekend!

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German… or just plain rude?

Picture: HumorFlip
Picture: HumorFlip

An early post today because I’m currently unable to go to work. Our servers went down yesterday and still aren’t working, so I’m waiting to phone again once the IT guy’s been to see whether there’s a point in me going in…

Before reading this post, those of you who haven’t before (and don’t know me in real life) need to go read this post about my awesome boots (note: the pictures there are terrible. In real life, they’re much more red).

So, last night we were walking home from the Irish pub when suddenly, as we were passing a hotel, a woman jumped in front of me and started pointing at my boots. Getting right up in my face, she started shouting “What are those? Where are you coming from… Fasching?” (Fasching is the German version of carbival or Fat Tuesday). My initial reaction was baffled silence, so she continued: “Those boooots! They are for Fasching!!” My friends chimed in at this point, saying they were awesome boots. Ignoring them completely, the woman piped up again. “But where are you coming from? What are you? Are you Red Riding Hood?”. By this stage I had recovered my voice. “Red Riding Hood wears a red cloak, and anyway these boots are amazing!” This carried on for a little bit, with the woman continuing to be entirely unable to understand the concept of wearing red boots when it isn’t Fasching and my group being utterly stunned by her small-mindedness. What a boring life she must lead!

Now, my question for you, dear readers (especially those who live in Germany). Was her behaviour typically German or just plain rude? Personally, I’m going with the latter…

Treating myself

I recently saw a pair of black boots with hearts on them on another blog – Lou’s Labyrinth to be precise – and being a sucker for hearts I decided to find out whether that brand (T.U.K) was available in Germany. I wasn’t planning on actually buying a pair – just looking. But when I discovered they were also available in red I was no longer able to resist – hearts and my favourite colour! It had to be done! Plus Amazon had them on sale for a mere 44 euros, rather than their usual 80-something. Obviously, it was destiny.

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I placed the order on 13 February, exactly 6 months before my 30th birthday, telling myself it was necessary retail therapy to get over the shock of the big day being so close. They were dispatched almost immediately and arrived the next day – Valentine’s Day! It couldn’t have worked out more perfectly if I’d planned it that way.

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The neighbour who’d taken the parcel for me wasn’t home when I got in from work, but as soon as she got back she brought it round to me. I could hardly wait to get into the box!

ParcelEven the shoe box had hearts on – a sure sign it was meant to be a Valentine’s gift to myself 😉

Shoebox with heartsI think I might actually keep the shoe box to store things in. It’s too pretty to throw away!
Taking off the lid, I got my first glance of the boots.

Red bootOh my! Prettiness!
Out of the box, they looked even nicer:

New bootsHere, have a side view:

Boot - side viewThe next stage, of course, was to try them on. I’d never bought shoes from the Internet before and I was a bit worried about whether they would fit – quite often I’ll try something in “my” size on in a shop, only to find that in that particular style I’m actually a size bigger or smaller.

T.U.K bootsA perfect fit. Hooray! 50 euros well spent 🙂

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Finally over

Well after racking my brains for so long yesterday trying to come up with interesting things to be honest about yesterday inspiration seems to have deserted me today. I have absolutely nothing to write about. All I know is I’m soo glad it’s Friday! I think this may just have been the longest week ever. I actually thought I was going to fall alseep today… and that was before lunch time. I was sitting there reading my way through a contract and my eyes kept trying to fall closed. Not good. Then I spent the afternoon reading through the computer instruction type texts that I’ve been translating all week. I found hundreds of mistakes. Literally. Aaarggh! Other than that it has been an incredibly slow day. The phone rang exactly once, and even then it was someone to speak to the boss. You’d think having nothing much to do once in a while would be nice, but instead it’s just boring and makes the day seem never ending. I was actually relieved when the boss came in at 3:30 and said we might as well go home. It has also been chucking down with rain all day today, which led to the discovery that my boots, that I just had reheeled over Christmas, are apparantly no longer waterproof. My socks got wet on the way to catch the tram this morning and remained wet all day. Most uncomfortable. Pity my poor feet please.

There is one good thing about today though (apart from the fact that it’s Friday) – I’m off to look at a flat in an hour. Finally I feel like things are moving forward! Stay tuned for a detailed description of it (I bet you’re all really looking forward to that incredibly exciting post…)