My bit for Elizabeth´s T - when home-sickness strikes... This is a non-alcoholic summer-drink waiting for warm weather and a holiday "Down Under"...
If you like, the journal again, sorting my boggled mind:
Monday: Dreamed two men came into our condo, stating they have the right to and they are to check - didn´t say WHAT, though. Suddenly a woman was there, too. Ingo was off to work.
Scary. Why does my mind do that, again and again? (We live ground floor but should be safe).
I got up, didn´t want to fall into that dream again!
THEN (this is no Pseudo code)
HA! I am so proud of myself! MS Word did what I want!!! HA! EUREKA!!!
No need to bother anyone!
Maybe I´m a (mini-) Manager for sure by now. I manage things!
People, really. They altered not only Pseudo Code but also Variables!!! They torture me!
1heure > 1hour - who CARES?! It´s no REAL variable! (I hope!!!)
The Prince of Zamunda visited me soon after!!!
Colleague/customer A finally turned 30 and I sent some money via Paypal as I see no chance to get to Salzgitter.
Admin: I put your money in the envolope and add your name, ok?
On me asking, "no pressie, ah, money is always better" he sent me this:
We´re some team, huh? They are priceless!!
AAAND!!!! Another Street-Find!!!
Tuesday: Proofreader called me. Woah, I really had to take it all, he is "not amused".
Hectic, hectic hectic.
I asked if we need the meeting with the translation company "later".
My mind was on Wednesday-mode.
11+ hours again, yet Teamleader and I found time (whilst waiting for Excel) to talk about Peanut and his cat.
Really. I cannot imagine anymore how we worked in one office! Being really physically in one room!
I remember my other T. When there was time he asked me to come into his office, we closed the door, sat side by side and he taught me JavaScript-tricks.
(Glas-door, don´t get wrong thoughts 🤣)
Wednesday: (Too much) work. Icky weather.
Thursday: (Too much) work. Icky weather.
ESE called and I got a BIG buhuu. I am NOT to work more than 10 hours and that only from time to time.
Funny. Instead of a thank you I get told off.
How would we have managed if people worked like this?!
Yes, not our fault the Spanish colleagues don´t deliver in time, but the job has to get done!
And we are a TEAM!
I said, I wrote down 8 hours always, count the rest I did this in my free-time then.
Not allowed.
Germans. Rules. My ALSTOM-Teamleader said thank you and sent a virtual glass of sparkling wine when our "baby" went on the rail for real on December 13th!
I was disappointed of ESE.
Being told off cause you work for and with the team...
I understand. They have to take care, but...
How is it in your world?
Friday: Dreamed we were in a Greek restaurant. My brain is a bugger! The Greek olives are way past "Best before"-date and we have an opened pack of Feta in the fridge. The prosciutto... let´s not talk about that.
I live to tell you, it was yummy.
FINALLY - only 7 1/2 hours of work, followed by doing the laundry and dishes. cleaning up, yippeee, my life is soooo cool. (Irony, right?)
Weekend:
Saturday: My brain boggles. I saw a series where a woman hopped into her car and just drove away. Away.. is my company car since 2018 and I´ve never driven since.
And suddenly I feel like I want to drive a car.
I don´t need to!!! LUCKILY!!!
I am NOT kidding you - and it IS scary!
A guy asked me to set Ingo´s car back a bit, so he fits in when I got the groceries out.
It took so long in the pitch-dark so when I came home Ingo was fully dressed (it´s cold) and even had a loaded weapon (non-lethal/blank gun, of course) to look where I am.
I drove!!! I still can do it!! Yippeyahyeah, Schweinebacke!
Grocery-shopping and cooking: Ingo´s job AGAIN.
Indian Pacific on TV.
Trains, trains, trains all the time ;-)
Sunday: Slept in again like a dead one, but hopefully come March the mega-stress is over.
As explained here why I always write down but 8 hours despite working much longer, I will hopefully have some free time on my hands!
Food-wise:
To a happy T-Day!
And a sad good bye to Erika´s Red- thank you, it was fun (and I have some more I´ll just share here and there).
This is the last cat from my tissues... which does not mean I still need them...
Henry 🦁
















































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