It’s currently ten o’clock at night. I’ve been up since 6 am, it’s been a long, stressful day at work, in which I didn’t even have time for a proper lunch break and all I want to do is go to bed and sleep… possibly until the end of the week. Unfortunately this is not possible. Tea is still in the oven refusing to do what it’s meant to do (stop being liquid mainly). On top of that, the kitchen is full of unwashed dishes from last night’s tea, which I am going to fail to wash once again, and I still haven’t taken out the food waste, despite the fact that I’ve been meaning to for about three days. My Grandma has just informed me that one of the stereotypes that Germans have about the British is that we’re messy… and she knows for a fact Jan thinks that about me. Thanks Grandma – at least now I know what you two talk about behind my back! And the worst of it is I can’t even deny it. After all, we all know I’m the world’s worst housewife (I’ve mentioned it often enough!). The best defense I could come up with was “he can talk”. Very original! I also managed to get on the wrong tram this morning, my train was delayed this evening and Jan is not home yet. This certainly hasn’t been what I would call one of the better days in my life. Here’s hoping tomorrow will be better… once I’ve had some sleep!
I promised myself I was going to write an interesting and cheerful blog post today – before I alienate the readers I have left completely.
But all I can think of to say is I need a holiday. Desperately. I’m just glad this coming Monday is a holiday (Whit Monday apparantly… fair enough), which means I get a three day weekend – and a chance to SLEEP (not been doing a lot of that lately. Again.) and hopefully recover from the sore throat that has been bugging me for most of the day. All I have to do is get through tomorrow. How difficult can that be?
(Believe it or not, I’m actually pretty happy with my life at the moment. In general. It’s just the details that are getting me down… that and lack of sleep I suspect).
I have just 5 words for you all:
I’m going to Paris tomorrow!
I just hope I’m awake enough to enjoy it. I’ve been working on an assigment all week (just handed it in), on top of spending my days doing ridiculous amounts of translation at work, and I’m now so tired my hands are actually shaking. Only going to get about 4 or 5 hours sleep tonight as well. Guess what I’ll be doing on the train?
Anyway, I must go. Hopefully Jan will finish what he’s doing in a minute so we can actually go home 🙂
I’m in serious need of sleep people, despite the fact that I managed to get six whole hours of it last night. I actually scared myself this afternoon when I want to the toilet, glanced in the mirror while washing my hands and saw that my eyes were completely bloodshot. Not a good look. Today was okay though, apart from that. I was only worried about doing stuff wrong for half of the day. Still seemed to be on a go slow though – it took me ages to finish my proofread then in the last hour and a half of work I only managed to translate about 300 words. Booo. I blame the tiredness… and I’m blaming that on the weather. It’s still bloody cold, although in a way we are lucky. Apparantly in some parts of Germany temperatures have been down to -26! Waah! So glad we live in the warm bit! But mostly what it is is bloody dark. How can anyone not be sleepy when all your senses (well at least the eyes) are telling you it’s the middle of the night? Dark=night, right?
Well, the boyfriend is coming round soon. I’m slightly surprised by this – he told me he wouldn’t be over again until the weekend – but I won’t complain. He will though when he has to get up at 6:30 tomorrow for me to go to work. He was meant to go back on Wednesday as well but took this week off to work on his PhD, and even when he is at work he never has to go in as early as me (he tends to work much later though so it all balances out I suppose).
I actually have no idea where I’m going with this post so I think I’ll leave it and go write random wall posts to people on Facebook or something.
I hope you all had more productive days than I did!
I didn’t quite get to bed when I said I was going last night, but I was under the covers by 11:30pm (still pretty early) and fell asleep quite quickly, so why am I still tired? I feel like I could sleep for another 10 hours!
It’s a bit chilly today, or maybe it’s just me that’s cold, but as it’s chucking it down outside I think it’s fairly safe to assume it’s not just me. I hate the rain (bet I wouldn’t be saying that if I lived in Africa!) It’s cold and it’s wet and, more to the point, it makes me cold and wet. I only own one waterproof jacket. It’s thick and red and has fur around the hood. It’s a fantastic winter coat. It is not a coat that should be work any time after June, at least not until the seasons go completely crazy and we start having snow in summer and baking hot sunshine in December. I know I said it’s a bit chilly today, but it’s not that cold! I’m going to have to wear it though.
Can you tell I’m in a complainy mood this morning? It’s because I need sleep…
I’ve just been watching the Germany/Turkey game downstairs in the bar. Germany won 3-2, but if you ask me the game wasn’t that exciting. Germany weren’t that impressive and Turkey seemed not to be trying that hard (and didn’t really seem to need to be honest). Joachim Loew seemed to spend a lot of time looking like a savage bear. Probably wanted a cigarette. (I can’t believe people are still searching Google for evidence that Loew smokes. Yes, we all saw him with a cigarette. Now get over it! – and whoever found me by typing in “Joachim Loew fashionable”, all I can say is what?!?! Are you by any chance blind, or delusional, or both perhaps?) The Turkish trainer was apparantly asked to get back into his seat at one point. All he was doing was cheering, and he hadn’t left his little box. What’s the world coming to when a trainer isn’t allowed to cheer his own team??
The funniest part of the game was when they showed some fan trying to run onto the field. About 6 security people promptly proceeded to pounce on him. And I also found it hilarious when the picture suddenly disappeared. Apparantly there was a power cut in Vienna… which somehow affects a game in Basel?! I didn’t catch the details, but somehow the television signal is routed via some TV station in Vienna. Hmm.
Jan is still in the bar. He said he’ll come up to bed after he’s had a beer. I decided not to stay for a beer – I had a headache before the game (thank you thunder storm and heat) and after having an entire bar full of people cheering and clapping around me I think I may now be slightly deaf! Under these circumstances the bar is not a good place to be. Anyway, I have to get up early tomorrow. I’m starting work at 8am, so that I can work for 4 hours then take the afternoon off to do the practice translations for that company (everyone needs to cross their fingers from 12pm til about 6pm please). Jan also has to get up early tomorrow (because otherwise I won’t be able to lock my door when he leaves), but that doesn’t bother him yet. I’m sure it will tomorrow morning when he’s moaning about being tired…
Now there are people outside shouting “so sehen Sieger aus” (that’s what winner’s look like). I hope they go away soon. I need sleep!