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I have done it.

So I went to my client’s event and loved it. Every minute of it.

But the way there …

It all started at home, of course.

My two-weeks-ago-carefully-put-together outfit fell out due to one fact I had ignored when doing the sartorial maths. Luckily, I conjured the next outfit on the spot, as you would, and I still had enough time to check it out. Unluckily, the second outfit wasn’t good enough, either. I did tell you I had nothing to wear?!?!

Like in a fairy tale, it was the third outfit, born out of necessity (aka 5 minutes to go) that was good enough and made me feel well, so off I went.

Only to find myself in an old train half an hour later, wondering whether the 3 guys next to me were going to drink all that beer and what the strap of my brand new bag was doing down there. They didn’t, they were rather nice while sipping their beer, and the strap had gotten somehow detached from the bag – without my help.That something like this should happen!

So now what? What now so? Now what so?

Ahhh, my brain cell went, you have some safety pins in your kaputted bag – use them. So I did. The bag lasted till I made the first few steps in the small town I had been headed to.

Do you know Karstadt? It’s one of those warehouses that are going to be abolished because we all shop cheap things online these days (like bags). Anyway, there was a Karstadt near the venue I was headed for and they sold me a most lovely bag within minutes, made all the sympathetic noises while I told them about my stupid old bag, didn’t wince when I used their surfaces to empty the old bag and fill the new one and wished me a nice evening.

I threw away the old bag, what else and had myself a nice evening.

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What have I done?

For a reason I cannot put my finger on, I said Yes. Yes, I can.

Attend a Christmas party of a client’s. Next month.

Now I can’t believe I actually said yes.

The thing is, I am very happy in my moosing cave and don’t really want to leave it for other people. On the other hand, I really want to get to know the people I am in daily e-mail contact with. It cannot hurt.

So before an endless inner war broke out, I said yes.

Now I have nothing to wear.

And what am I going to talk about – work?

And what about my hair?

And how do I get there?

How do I get home?

Why did I say yes?!?

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Exhausting.

That’s how mine was. The moving 15 kilometres away and setting up a new home with the old furniture and stuff.

Am officially a villager, as of today. For the first time in my life. I know, I know, it did seem as if, but no: as of today only.

Everyone owns dogs here which is a good thing as I like dogs but wouldn’t want to own any. 🙂


So How Was Yours?

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My fifty shades

– … Would you please … beat me into sleeping the next time?

– … ❓ … 😀 … 🙄 …

– I’m so tired. I have no idea why I couldn’t sleep last night. I just couldn’t. I was awake as hell and it was 5 am. I checked. Now I cannot live. So just hit me senseless next time. You’ll sleep better, too, afterwards. What with my tossing and turning.

 

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Karlsruhe Europaplatz

Na poti me sreča kamelji prst, oblečen v pepermintno zeleno. Vseeno sem olajšana: kakor koli že zgleda, prisotnost mladine je pomirjujoča. Življenje – ne: utapljanje v kritični masi starcev ne bo kos pogače, tudi če smo bodoči starci trenutno še moderne osebe srednjih let. Za razliko od plemenite konzervativnosti prehuda okostenelost duha pač dolgočasi in po nepotrebnem utruja. Ni mi do tega.

Zaenkrat pa vsi skupaj, staro in mlado, sedimo na vlaku, z zabasanimi ušesi. Ne vem, zakaj ima moj ajPod tako rad Leonarda, najbrž sem dobila izdelek s posebej melanholičnim slučajnostnim algoritmom, na srečo je Cohen tudi meni pri srcu. Na srečo imam rada tudi Adele, čeprav je moja glasbena škatlica ne zna nehati igrati, takoj po prvi pesmi. Na srečo me velikokrat tudi preseneti.

Wo ist dein Schuh? Du hast ihn verloren … Als ich dir den Weg zeigen musste. Wer hat verloren?

Utrujena. Premalo spanja.

Skrbi me. Študij sem vpisala iz povsem logičnih razlogov, sedaj pa mi gre na živce, da imam premalo časa zanj. Kot vedno bi veliko raje študirala kot delala. Take mam že od nekdaj.press.
Vseeno nisem čisto prepričana, da me privlači samo študij – morebiti svoj čisto poseben čar nad mano izživlja tudi navidezna moč, ki jo oddajajo zakoniki? Brskanje po njih? Vse večje poznavanje pravil? Zakaj ljudje študirajo pravo – zaradi denarja ali subjektivnega prirasta moči? Oboje najbrž.

Ko tako berem kvazi informativna besedila na spletnih straneh odvetniških družb, ki razkrivajo, katere predpise po novem kršimo in pred katerimi posledicami se lahko z njihovo pomočjo hitro rešimo – mar je reklama na osnovi strahu pri tako (pozor: ironija) plemenitem poklicu primerna? Mar ne bi bilo nujno, da vsi skupaj takoj začnemo ravnati, kot da se požvižgamo na juristične vladarje v ozadju? No, ne čisto. Pravzaprav: seveda ne. Ampak vprašam pa se lahko. Vprašanja so koristna stvar. Si upam pojesti breskev?

Ja, veselim se svojega seminarja: tri in pol ure minejo kot v hipu. Mogoče se bom kdaj sprijaznila tudi z dejstvom, da bo moj uspeh na izpitih zaradi pomanjkanja časa vedno pod velikim vprašajem, veliko večjim kot kdaj koli prej. Glavno, da se kaj naučim, vse ostalo je daleč preveč dolgočasno.

Na primer Karlsruhe: živ dolgčas. Postajališče Europaplatz je pri nakupovalnem središču, kamor po novem hodijo najstniki z vseh vetrov, da si v znanem irskem šopu napolnijo ogromne nakupovalne vreče za malo keša. Na drugi strani? Ravno tako trgovine. Tudi na tretji in četrti strani trga isto. Ja no. Kaj pa bi rada?

Želite kartico zvestobe? Blagajničarka se mi avtomatsko simpatično nasmehne, ko kartico odklonim. Kdaj sem bila nazadnje v knjigarni? Hmmm … Če ne bi Civilnega zakonika pozabila doma, me tudi danes ne bi videli, pa ga rabim na seminarju. Za brskanje in odgovarjanje na vprašanja. Zdaj si že upam. Na začetku študija sem se vsakokrat tudi malce prestrašila, ker s svojim naglasom privlačim več pozornosti, kot bi mi bilo pri srcu. Tudi če so moji stavki pravilni. Nič več strahu. Tudi govorci z napačnim naglasom imamo svoje pravice. In vprašanja.

BGB pospravim in si grem pogledat modrce v ha und em. Lepi so, res.

Malce pred deseto polna jurističnega znanja spet stojim na postaji in opazujem mladino. Kul klobuk, krasen pirsing, množica zanimivih rukzakov in čudovitih čevljev. Fajn. Seveda imamo tudi tokrat skoraj vsi zaštopana ušesa. Ob tej uri tudi velja povečana nevarnost ropa: predvsem mobilci so zaželeni. Hm, bi tudi meni tatovi vrnili moj handy, ko bi ugotovili, da gre za neuporabno, desetletje staro nokijo?

Zaspana sem.

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Gute Frage.

Ausländische Mitbürger haben auch dann schlechtere Chancen auf dem deutschen Arbeitsmarkt, heißt es, wenn sie dieselbe Ausbildung wie ihre deutschen Mitbewerber anzubieten haben. Somit nutzt ihnen der ganze in Deutschland absolvierte Bildungsweg kaum, wenn der Familienname falsch ist.

Schlingligerweise frage ich mich, ob die Beibehaltung des nichtdeutschen Familiennamens in Kombination mit einem Job, denn eindeutig nur Muttersprachler anderer Sprachen machen sollen, irgendwelche Vorteile bringt? Weil wenn ja, her damit!


Glaskogen: Lessons In Love.

“I don’t think I can do that.”

It took me whole 60 seconds to find that out and say it. In my head, exclusively, I do have some pride. Now what? Wisely, I excluded the confession act as a possibility and gave it another try instead. And another one. I still couldn’t do it, but I walked on. Nothing else to do: I had claimed a few weeks ago, loudly and comprehensively, that I should be able to do it, so now it was too late to find out I couldn’t. So I walked on. Just like I’d do in real life, nothing new there for me.

Just before we started packing our rucksacks for a 3-day hiking tour, the rain had decided now was the time to act out the attention whore part and stick to it for some time. Of course it would, this is Sweden, for ticks’ sake! I could only hope my brand new Dalsland tan wouldn’t get rinsed off or mouldy till we get home. Home. Where the bed is. And the shower. Walk on.

Gradually, my body stopped hating me for carrying such a huge load for so long in such a rain and we made 8 kilometers that day. At the end of which, we discovered our first palace: they hadn’t bothered with the red carpet but painted the whole house red instead and inside, there were beds. And an oven. That day, I may or may not have believed in heaven on Earth …

Oh, the rain? It was our devoted companion all along. Jep. One of the most beautiful hiking areas there ever was, admired as water color. With the exception of a few moments, that is. Beautiful moments.

We spent the next night in another red house saying “Germans go home” on one of its walls. Sorry to say we didn’t. We couldn’t. Not after 15 kilometers in the rain and half a ton on our backs. But thank you for the oven and all the wood.

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“Where did you spend your holiday, if I may ask?” The repairman was nice and talkative, so I told him the truth: “In Sweden.” The tremor rattling his body could be seen: “Sweden? Isn’t it … cold and rainy up there?” He checked my chocolate tan again – it must have provoked his question in the first place – and decided to stick to his opinion: “And grey?”

“Yes, it is,” I lied (not wanting all the world and her wife to travel there next summer), “but then, at least there are no mosquitos when the weather’s bad. And it is still very beautiful, Sweden is.”

That’s true. While I was afraid I’d be missing Finland way too much, I found Glaskogen area to be quite similar to our beloved Finnish hiking grounds and that was enough. Oh, and: we had enough sun in Dalsland to enjoy a 5-day paddling tour in the first place.

Strange, though … this year no one exclaimed Spain’s gonna win as soon as they heard us talking German. At least I thought that was strange until I finally had a look at a comprehensible Swedish newspaper: it contained the words Spain, Chile and fiasco. I couldn’t believe it.

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The Exam Results Are In …

… and all I got was

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Just in.

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Yes, I am really going to do it.

Wear skirts and dresses more often, that is.