The perils of living alone

The observant among you may have noticed that it’s been a whole week since I last blogged. That’s because this is the first day since then that I’ve actually felt up to posting anything. You see, last Saturday, while tidying the flat, I gave myself concussion – which just goes to show housework is dangerous and should be avoided at all costs. There I was sweeping up underneath the boiler, went to stand up and *BANG* went my head against the boiler. Which is made of metal, as boilers tend to be. It hurt… a lot. Six hours later I still had a headache. And three hours after that. In fact, I had a headache until Thursday when I finally, finally started feeling almost normal again. The NHS direct website told me if it was just a headache and no other symptoms I should be fine, but the first night I should have someone wake me up every 2 hours and ask me simple question, like my name or address. Yeah… easier said than done when you live alone and your boyfriend is in LA. So I set my phone to wake me up every two hours, just to see if I would wake up. Not sure what I would have done if I hadn’t mind, but you have to remember I wasn’t thinking straight…. Anywaaay, by Monday I still had a headache and Jan was home, so I got him to make me a doctor’s appointment for after work, which is where I was told I probably had mild concussion and prescribed some painkillers which tasted awful (apparantly they contain raspberry and cream flavouring… I will never look at a raspberry the same way again!), but they worked. For the most part anyway. Sitting in front of a computer all day trying to translate did nothing for my poor head (which is why I didn’t really feel up to blogging either) but as the boss and his wife were off last week I couldn’t really take time off as my colleague would have been alone. But never mind, I am better now and today Jan took me to a furniture shop and I finally bought lights for my ceilings. Can you believe the Germans actually take the lights away with them when they move out of a place? Up to now I’ve been surviving with lamps!

Anyway, I am off to spend some quality time with the boyfriend. I promise to come and catch up on all your blogs tomorrow though. Don’t worry, the flat is tidy at the moment so I won’t be giving myself concussion again any time soon…

Beautiful day

It’s been a beautiful day today, one of those that makes me realise autumn isn’t such a bad season after all. It was lovely and sunny and so warm, but not in a ridiculously boiling sun-stroke causing manner like it was back in August. Fabulous.

I stayed at Jan’s last night, which is why I wasn’t able to blog. My boyfriend is a computer scientist with no computer. Madness! We went to a furniture shop just outside Karlsruhe and Jan finally ordered a sofa for his flat. Yay! No more sitting on uncomfortable kitchen chairs. I can actually curl up and be comfortable while we’re watching TV… provided we can get his flat mate out of the way for long enough that is.

Today we’ve been to see a football match. I’m not a huge fan of football but I don’t mind it, so when Jan’s friend managed to get three tickets for the local footbal team, Karlsruhe SC, I said I would go along. They were playing against Wolfsburg. The first half was incredibly boring and if it hadn’t been such a nice day I would have regretted saying I would go. Things picked up a bit in the second half though and the final score was 2-1 to KSC. Towards the end Karlsruhe’s goalkeeper, Markus Miller, got injured. Fairly badly it seems . at least after a failed attempt at standing he was carried off on a stretcher! I’m not even sure what exactly happened, even though the action was pretty much in front of our block and I was even looking the right way. One minute a Wolfsburg player was running towards the goal, the next a bunch of people had somehow run into each other and the goalkeeper was lying on the floor. Crazy stuff!

And so another weekend is over. Tomorrow it’s back to work, but only for two days. On Tuesday evening we’re off to Dublin, where we’ll be spending the night in the airport before taking a flight to Newcastle at 6:20 the next morning. My brother is turning 18 on Thursday, hence the trip. I still haven’t actually bought him a present though. Anyone got an idea what to buy for an 18 year old boy? Suggestions in the comments box please…