Good To Be Small

(or do you say "little"?) ... well, at very rare times, that is!
On my way home from work I drive past an Aldi. Monday I stopped to get Ingo his coffee.
Yesterday he realized he´d run out of "work-sweets". Oh, great!, I thought, couldn´t he´ve seen that earlier?!
So, today I stopped there again - and guess what I found?!

"Kid´s" PJ´s for only 8 €! In my size! In good quality!
Ok, they look a bit... ummmm, as if they´re for kids. But hey, we take our glasses off at night anyways!
And really... in that quality for adults you pay at least double! I got the two last ones in my size, yay!
Ok... they sit a bit more tight, but hey...

And I can work on that one, too now again!
On Friday 13th my crosstrainer broke down (mechanic´s fault when assembling) and we heard nothing of the company to do anything about it.
Ingo wrote a rather "angry" E-Mail yesterday, no answer.
Today I also asked if something went wrong and ta-daaa, this evening way past 6 the phone rang, a guy came and 20 minutes later it was all ok again!

Actually it was good it happened, got so much done in the "household"!

And to top it off beforehand, we had a real sunny day and my new teamleader finally saw flip-flap in action...



...smiled and said, "cool flower!"

A good day.
To be honest, though... I´d pay more for PJ´s and rather be taller than only 1,64 m... But, what the heck, life could be worse, like really, stop whining, self-me! (that´s no word, "self-me", huh?)