Friday is upon us again! I’m actually in Konstanz right now… yesterday was the last one in a series of Thursday public holiday in my part of Germany, so I decided to use some overtime and treat myself to a four-day weekend. I didn’t want to waste my extra day off sitting at home, so I persuaded Jan to take a break from his thesis for a couple of days and come down to Konstanz with me. I wish every day could be a three-day working week followed by a four-day weekend 😉
Dear man on my train. There is seriously no need to stink that badly of BO at 8 a.m. on a Monday. It’s not even that hot at that time in the morning (yet). What are you going to do when proper summer arrives? For the sake of your fellow commuters, please invest in some deodorant!
Dear red pandas. You are definitely my favourite part of the my journey to work ❤
Dear bookcases. I know you’re way too full already, but I’m afraid you’re going to have to prepare yourself for another onslaught of books. Amazon was just too tempting this week…
Dear May. Where did you go? It doesn’t seem possible that tomorrow is your last day!
And now for some interesting links I’ve come across recently:
A friend posted this article on Facebook and I’ve been sharing it everywhere! Some excellent points (and terrifying) points about rape culture, nerds and the “I’m a nice guy so I deserve sex” myth.
Ever wanted to speak Icelandic? Find some basic phrases at Unlocking Kiki. (Also, check out the rest of her blog. Her photos make me want to be in Iceland RIGHT NOW!).
It’s Friday again! But this time it’s not just any Friday… it’s Good Friday, which means I get the day off work. Thank you Germany for your insane love of Feiertage! Now for the Good Friday edition of Friday’s letters…
Dear Easter. I mentioned last year why you’re one of my favourite holidays, and nothing has changed since then. Four-day weekend? YES PLEASE!
Dear Eddie Izzard. One more week! I’m so excited!
Dear housework fairy. I need you to come and clean my kitchen, please. I am sick of doing it only to turn around (what feels like) 5 minutes later to find it looking like a bomb’s hit it. Ugh!
Dear weather. Please could you be nice tomorrow so we can go out for the day? I would be ever so grateful!
Dear new shoes. I hope to be able to wear you outdoors soon. Please be patient!
Dear self. You really need to drink more water! And the fact that work provides you with large bottles of Volvic for free there is really no excuse for how little you’ve been drinking recently!
After 3 and a half days spent with my boyfriend, during which we drank a bottle of wine while reading out random facts to each other from books of useless information, purchased a new plant (and soil to repot one of the old ones), attended a mini music festival in celebration of a local music shop’s 30th anniversary and watched Chelsea beat Bayern on penalties in the Champions League (allowing me to laugh at Bayern), my four-day weekend is now over, Jan has gone away to a trade fair and the washing machine decided to leak all over the kitchen floor. I think it’s fairly safe to say reality has kicked back in. All I want to do now is sleeep – ready to be up for work at 6 a.m. tomorrow. Which is why I’m keeping this blog post short. Good night world! I’m off to try and sleep in my big empty double bed all by myself. I suppose it’s good practice for January, when it’s looking more and more likely that I will be alone…
I’m neither in any way religious not a fan of massive consumerism (and in that respect I think Easter is way worse than Christmas – at least at Christmas most people attach some importance to spending time with their familes. Unless you’re a church-goer, Easter really is all about the chocolate*), but there is one thing about Easter that I absolutely love… the four day weekend! That’s four whole days of not having to get up at 6 a.m. And four whole days to spend with my boyfriend. A rare treat these days – we haven’t actually eaten together on a single evening this week so far, and we won’t be tonight either as he’s at choir practice and always grabs something quick on his way there. I shall enjoy not having to be woken up to hear how his day went (I’ll know all about it anyway, since he’ll be spending the next four days with me).
Happy Easter everyone!
*Don’t get me wrong – I like chocolate just as much as the next person and have been happily digging in to the huuuge basket of treats that my boss supplies for everyone at work twice a year, but do there really have to be Easter eggs in the shops in January?!