T STands For NoThing To Do (? Help?)

 

 

Since I´m too dumb for sketching hands I thought I buy this cheapy and give it a lille "study".

Hmmmm... argh... no!

And, sorry, this is a long one. As long as the war in Ukraine, maybe.

I should not start with pointing something out, should I.

Ingo liked it, though.

Monkey-business, huh?

 

I made our stove a bit nicer, pics to come at 4 Kathy´s tomorrow.

THE BRASS, if you care, was the first pub I went to all by myself (I´m an introvert and this was a huge step for me).

 

Oh, yes  - as this is for Elizabeth´s T stands for Tuesday we need a drink, right!

Yes, on friend´s request we brought our "family" along, all the way to Perth, Western Australia.

Mielebär (yupp, he is from the Miele-family, well he) just looked on, this was my beer:

 

 

And yes - I was thirsty!

Here goes:

This is in Northbridge and to the men, haha, easy. To me... I get lost easily, so going there from Madeley on  my own was a "task" I mastered..

The journal, if you care:

 

Monday: More tutorials + tests on railway.

Ingo needed a receipt, so, since I work from home, tried to order that. It took me 30 minutes plus.

Is it still / again Corinna, or what is the problem at the doc?

 

We had to suffer a certain colleague, my T and I.

And I do mean suffer.

We called him either "Wiki" cause he had a minipli of knowledge from "everything" and needed to share. Or even as#hole. Because he is one.

T whats-apped me: On the quarterly meeting Wiki sat in first row and... fell asleep while the boss was talking. Then he woke up in a hectical movement and asked a dumb question.

The whole company rolled eyes and giggled.

I sure did miss another embarrassing moment the dude had.

And I witnessed many myself he had.

 

Tuesday: The tutor suddenly got funny!

Referring to the Gauss curve he called it the "worldview of a Braunschweig Person" as Gauss was a Braunschweiger 🧡.

I finished all the tests one day early, Yippie Yah Yei Schweinebacke!, as Bruce Willis says in German!

Sport, as usual, and Ingo cut my hair - took not even a minute. Pic courtsy to Tom :-)

"Schnipp-Schnapp", as we say in German.

 

Wednesday: I turned 50 this January and... kaaa...booom.

Got an invitation to "take care of myself" aka... first Mammography.
With a cute sign for encouragement 🧡

I´d heard horrible stories, but went (I also go to the dentist for check-ups - she is always proud of me 😊).

After waiting endlessly (Corinna!) the lady was so nice, took away all the fear, and...  

if you are up to that for the first time, too: 

It´s nothing!!! Not pleasant, but "OK".

She was so nice it wasn´t even really embarrassing.

Walked to my next doc... well... let´s see. Some sport with DE ... 2000 kcal-mark easily broken.

 

Thursday: Went to ESE, got my workgear #2, then we went to pick up teamleader Alstom, a Ukrainian who just´d brought goods to Kiev and came back with refugees.

Met the customers (nice guys), got workgear #3.

Did a lot of walking that day due to wrong gear, Ingo later put it together perfectly - Bill calls that "ingonomics" 🧡! 

 

Friday: April Fools - snow!!

Work? Nope. Teamleader Alstom found no time. I drank soooooo much tea looking through what Alstom does, project-unrelated.

It was so de-motivating... just three sessions with DE.

Nice new calendar-page with Die Maus.

 

Weekend: Down the drain a bit.

I am sick and tired of it all.

Work.. or not work, we are both not happy with that part, over and over and over and over I listen to Ingo mourning about his work

I make suggestions, like... make lists etc, he does not, he prefers to complain into my ears and I am sick of listening.

Another weekend down the drain - as if we had all the time in the world - we have not.

 

All good again, but work can get you down at times, huh?

 

Made kale.

Hm.

 

 

Hm. Description tomorrow. I used too much broth!

To a new week - to peace, fun work. 

 

Spoiler:

 

 

My journal. Pfff... time... STOP?

And yes, I am the only woman again, I am treated rather "fatherly"! This is my life, I reckon... I take it with humor, what else.

"It´s a man´s world"....

Alstom is not Siemens, that I learned so far, big LOL.

"There is a difference between British and American English?! What is it?!"

On my explanation: "I don´t care, do as you like!".

OK, Papa.

There are also words you would not expect, oh, help, LOL.

 

"Papa" also explained (he is Ukrainian, and younger than me, I guess) Russian is like the German we speak (SHG) whilst Ukrainian is like Bavarian language. 

I learn so much, LOL!!!

 

 

Ingo, when he was in South Germany, was called an "arrogant asshole" as he speaks "like the guy from the TV-news".

Yes.

That´s how we speak! 🤣 

To be honest.. I think we have it the easy way. We speak as we write. People from the South write like we do but they pronounce it differently - must be hard, no?

Too much at times, as I get infos from him from the front-line and that is ugly, scary and try not to cry. Sometimes I wonder why men always tell me the full truth, thruths a woman does not want to hear. What he saw. OMG. I could hear a hate towards Russians, yet... we are all one people, by theory. I reckon those soldiers have lost the sense of reality, humanity.

He told me "they" even... I cannot write this down, so ugly it is.

There I sit, in front of my four monitors and don´t know what to answer.

Not to make a crying sound.

Never in my life would I have thought I get so close to a war.

🌻💙💛

It must come to an end. But reckon Put#n´s pride is too big.

Tiny men (of a certain kind) are just dangerous. Because their ego is so small it turns plain evil - who poses half naked as president?! On a horse, too. Ridiculous.

Sorry. It´s one thing to follow the news. Another to hear it from a person who was and goes there for real. To hear the voice cracking at times. And then not cry.

But, you know. "Corinna" helps me big right now. If those men could see how I raise eyebrows in disbelief...  I feel old! I feel good! I hope this job works out for me.

Henry 🦁

 

Yes, Papa.  Don´t  run so fast! I try to dance along!

(Like a man, of course!)