I am sorry for this long post.
In my defense:
a) this is my diary, sort of, but especially
b) it´s your fault! 😉
In my blog-beginning-days I wrote what came to mind.
So... sorry.
T has to take it all due to the journal!
Saturday and Sunday is for "special" events or things I like to share off-topic.
I thank you all for the challenges and memes, don´t get me wrong - it is FUN!!!!
Journal, if you care just yet again...
Monday: Ordered Ingo´s bread and went straight to get it after working 45 minutes to take care of things (it´s a 2km-walk one way).
Expected a long queue - I was the only one! 07:00 a.m. Is too early for most 😴
Next Netto: Christmas-jumper and PJs and a foot massage machine. By golly, that thing was heavy!!! My feet fall asleep so I hope this thing will help. 1 1/2 km to carry that... Meeep. And... it tickles!!!!
Since weeks I said we need to remove double/triple etc files from Sharepoint.
Anyone listened? Nope.
Monday morning: No one could work, space is full.
"Can you take care?". Yep, I do, 10 hours again. Wrote down 9. Alas, I am not allowed to work over-time and always do.
2 sessions with D.
Evening: "Lost places" on TV (thank you, Ingo, for letting me know!)
Tuesday: My Excel-magician again saved my life! And oh. Stress level can get higher, who knew that 😉Trying to work whilst being in a meeting with the noise in the Spanish office... puhhhh.... How that dude can work at all is beyond me.
We all give our best. 10 hours again. Bleh.
But teamleader confirmed: Once stress-level gets down I write down 8 hours and am but gone - give and take.
I hope we make it beyond the stress level at all...
Lunch superfast, and, if I may say so... super-yummy! Sad I can´t really remember how I prepared the tomato-sauce on Sunday... (I´ll show you Thursday)
2 sessions with D.
Wednesday: The morning started with a wonderful saying by The Padre: "...golden papers falling" - what a wonderful way to describe trees going naked (which I hate).
LOL. Wrote to proofreader that the translation company with more time and effort kept the German part. He called back at once! Ups, meant the English part, of course - think we have too much stress! 🤣
And asked how to put a graphic into a textfield in MS Word, what nonesense! Other way round, of course!
I had to work in German being in a meeting. They all spoke English but Spanish colleagues in the background were real loud. These chaotic 10-hour-workdays really show off. I´m not multi-tasking-languaging...
2 sessions with D.
And for once I really enjoyed a musical!!!
In Gilmore Girls - Autumn. Wonderful.
Certainly they had to take me to our bakery with ABBA´s "Waterloo" (I mostly walk by "Waterloo Straße" every Monday)
Thursday: Went to bed 10:15 p.m. - I get up 05:00 a.m. (no clock needed).
With my same-ole-same job I went to bed 11:15 p.m. and got up 04:40 a.m.
I´m really in so much stress now I need the plus sleep!
06:00 a.m. Outlook, first mail:
"Dear, ..."
LOL. Sweet. He meant to write "Dear all, ....", but this made me laugh straight away.
(He is Brazilian, speaks German but this went to also the Spanish colleagues).
Next: TOTAL chaos. Proofereader called me and we chatted for nearly 40 minutes (after "solving" the problem) about how great trams and the technical challenges are 🥰
Next Admin answered on a post from day before that I don´t need his help, but thanks for the offer. He joked this project is like really in chaos.
I "joked" back I have the new doc xy in German but found the original only as draft - have saved it in another program, though, and KABOOM - he went for the rescue and I learned so much new stuff again (can be resolved only with help from Spain, though).
The chaos went on all through the day. 10 hours, what else.
Chaos in a great team nails what I do these working days.
Proofreader is also quite sure that even if we don´t hit the milestone the project will go on and I will keep my job.
Two sessions with D.
Friday: 10 work hours, eating whilst working, loads of learning - even the Admin did! He was happy, then we both gave up and he said, let´s resume come Monday. Knackered again.
Ingo went through the roof again. Another pressie. We need a bigger condo soon, if he keeps doing this. Ingo had a day off.
Before he took care of food for me when being home, reckon he´s sick of my work-routine, but I have no choice. I had an egg, hard boiled on Saturday for lunch. Ack.
Weekend:
Saturday: We slept in, sooo good. I was really totally worn out from the week.
Sadly then Ingo had a bad time and I was the one he let it go off to.
Maybe I am the dumbest human being alive , maybe it´s the stress or medication he has to take. Good times and sometimes very bad times.
Why I write this?
It has to go out and maybe some of you experience this, too.
If so... you are not alone.
Made kale. Was too sad to like it.
Sunday:
Die Maus, sleep, that was that.
Art-wise:
He´s more or less on holiday, it´s frickin` cold, windows open just shortly!
And food-vise... not even this these days...
Just a plain one.
We hopefully will make it.
If we do... I´ll take a ride on the tram in Frankfurt when we fly to Perth again!
Motivation, right?
Dot. No question mark. We FIGHT.
I don´t wanna lose my job and my team and I wish Ingo understood...
