Shopping Spree sequel

Today I went on another shopping Spree. Why? I needed shirts.

So this past week I have enjoyed wearing my new pants, but the shirts I wore with Them….

I have trouble eating without getting food on my clothes and with some foods you het grease stains that won’t come out. Well two of the shirts I put on had such stains.

Then there is the fact that I own a lot of shirts, but I only wear a select view and most shirts are short sleeved. So the shirts without stains that are wearable in winter are….. How do I put this nicely….. Grubby. So it was time to get new shirts to go with the pants.

Best step…. Finaly het my cupboard sorted and get rid of the things I never wear. Trust me, more than half of what I own would het thrown out. Or at least should get thrown out.

Will it happen? Will I take my time to sort through all my old clothes? Stay tuned and maybe you will find out 😉

Love dreamer

Temp

So ever since I have finished my studies I have had a temp job. I have been working for the same agency since 2009. Now ten years later a change is going to happen.

The company I currently work at as a temp is giving me a contract! A contract for a year, so still nothing permanent, but I won’t be a temp anymore! It is exciting and scary at the same time.

What will happen?

I have this old fashioned notion that I would like to grow old in a job. I know, you can’t think like that nowadays. Why not though? Why do you have to ‘grow’ and move on. I would like to have a job I know through and through, where I feel comfortable and helpful. I want to stay in one place, care for what I do, without thinking about ‘right impressions’ if that means they want me to move onto other jobs.

What is this bull about having to get restless if you work a job about five years. If you do certain jobs it will take you at least two years to learn the basics! How in the world does a job like that have you bored in five years? Why do people think you can’t be trusted to do your job for years at end with the same energy as you had in your first few years?

Am I boring? Maybe, but I like it. I like the safety, I like knowing what I do. I don’t want to feel like I have to be some-one I’m not, but if I don’t I might be out of a job forever. Now what? Well whatever it is going to be, I am going to give it my very best effort. I like the job I’m in at the moment and I hope they will see I do the best I can and won’t mind I don’t want to ‘move on’.

I don’t know if another contract will be in the cards anyway, because the company states that it will need less and less people, but who knows. 2019 began with a lot of positivity, so I hope that spiral will last a long time. We’ll see. For now…. Just a few more temp days, and then celebrate my new contract!!!

Love
Dreamer

Shopping spree

Today I went shopping because I truly needed to. Why? I’ll tell you, but I’ll start at the beginning.

I have been gaining weight, and losing it, and gaining it, and losing it, and so on…
Why, because I love food and find it difficult to keep a steady weight. Think about it what you want, I made peace with it. I’ve got clothes to fit me through different sizes, and I have made the deal with myself not to buy bigger ones than I have now. If I grow further than the largest clothes I have, I have a problem.

Why would you do that. Well I love to live, but I want to have a clear line, so when I hit the biggest size, I have to take a few steps back. I don’t mind, I am happy living that way, healthy or not. At least I don’t start eating because of my size. I live and am happy with the way I look. When I start to hate the figure I see in the mirror, I take care of it.

The last pair of pants I bought was about 4 months ago (for choir), the last pair I bought for myself was about a year ago and that time I truly needed to, because of…. Well let’s keep it at the fact that I needed one without blood to wear at work.

So this week started, I rode my bike to work, had a nice day and somewhere during the day I go to the toilet. While sitting down I notice a light spot in my pants, I reach for it and…. Damn, a hole. Not a very visible one I guess, because no-one told me it was there (let’s hope that is because they didn’t notice). Well the pants would have to be thrown out, too bad.

The next day came around, I put on another pair of pants and went to work. During the lunchbreak I went for a walk with two colleagues I really like. We were talking about stuff and at one point I told them that I had to throw out a pair of pants I had been wearing the day before. I told them it had worn on the inside of the leg (a spot that wears out easily when you ride your bike daily) and pointed to the spot. Only to discover this pair had the same problem!!!

Well, that means a legal shopping spree. I need new pants, because I don’t have that many left. Lucky for me my partner doesn’t mind, so we went shopping. My sister in law pointed me to a shop that was having a super sale (and quality clothes) so we went there. I went straight for the pants on sale, found four I liked and went to try them on. They fit nicely, and at a size that is acceptable (not bigger than I told myself I can go) especially since  it is one size below my accepted limit. My partner found a nice pair in the new collection as well (this one was pricy, since it was not on sale) and I decided to buy that one as well.

So now I have five new pairs of pants and I bought a new belt as well. I feel good. The best part…. It took about half an hour to find, fit and buy them. Now that is a kind of shopping I like. I didn’t look at the tags, because I just needed new pants. I picked what I liked, fitted and took it home. At the end I was happily surprised at the amount I had to pay, because of the sale. It was worth it. And hey, it’s not like I will be spending a lot of money on any pants soon, I have got five pairs now, I won’t need to go unless they are worn out again, so let’s hope the quality turns out to be what it promises.

Love
Dreamer

Write a story online?

So I’ve been thinking… I haven’t made up my mind yet, but I have been thinking….

Last year I restarted a story after a friend of me told me she wanted to read more of my writing. Occasionally I take some time to work on it, but not enough. Why not? Series what else. Watching them like a zombie.

So just now I thought, what about writing my story online? Where? On this site. When? Every Thursday, just as my blog. Instead of just a blog post I try to post information about my story. Another bit I wrote for the story itself of information having to do with my story. Thing about the information, it gives you spoilers, but some people don’t mind, so they could read it. I’d have to make sure I get two more items on my site: book and background book or something like that.

Would you like that? If so let me know. I can’t say for sure I will do it, but chances are I will.
The thing keeping me back right now is…. Well it’s not just one thing.

  1. Do you want me to share it/ would you read it?
  2. If I share it online, is it still mine or can anybody go and take it?
  3. Is my story good enough to share?
  4. I have no clue how big the thing will get, could be a small story, could be closer to a book.
  5. If I decide to write it and put it here, do I share the spoilers/thoughts behind the writing or don’t I?

See plenty to think about. Let me know will you.

For now I will just keep writing my blog online, but I will think about putting my story out there, just so you know. The biggest challenge will be that I would have to do it in English and that is as I wrote before, not my native language. I guess I would write in my own language and translate for the blog 😀

How could I only just know remember I am writing in another language than English? I guess it is because English feels like a second nature (when I talk that is, not writing in English) My mind doesn’t have trouble with the language, so…..

Well that’s it for now. I will go record some of my previous blogs to get SoundCloud up to date.

Love
Dreamer

New year!

Well hello everyone! Welcome to 2019 and all the best wishes to all of you.

I only have one new year resolution and that’s writing a blog every Thursday again even if I’ve got loads of things to do on that day, because I know I’ve been terrible at posting regularly at the end of 2018.

So what’s new? Not much, just been busy. Christmas with my mom on one day, with the family of my partner on the other day and the second one was at our house so I tried my best to be a good host, we had a nice dinner and the next day I had to be back at work, stressful, but Christmas was wonderful.

For New Year’s eve we had three other couples at our home, they all slept at our place, so obviously stressful as well, but a wonderful time as well and everything went as planned, so yeah, the end of 2018 was a nice one, but I am glad we entered 2019 and things calmed down again.

On the note of calming down, my dreams are still not that calm, because last night I had a nice weird dream again. Although, nice? Maybe not that nice, because adrenaline was pumping, but we all survived. Thing is, I don’t remember much, because I didn’t take enough time to wake up. My mind started racing as soon as I opened my eyes and that is when dreams get away from you. I do remember some of it though.

I remember a huge Santa and a little Santa that tried to get to me and several others to do ….. Well, that part got away from me, but I know we were scared. At one point I figured we would try and trap them in separate rooms and in order to get them there I would leave a trail of photographs taken off them while they were sleeping (why would you take those and why would they follow the trail? Not a clue, but I was damned sure it would work). I left the trail running through the building, but they woke up before I was done and started following the trail before I could get to de rooms we wanted to use to lock them in, so we had to hide instead.

At one point, while both Santa’s were looking for us an idea struck me and I knew how we could get rid of those demons (I have started supernatural from the start again, so I guess that’s where this came from). All we had to do was get our hands on their present bag and pull that over their heads, they would both fit inside (I’ve been watching Christmas Chronicles :D)  and would not be able to get out, so we could than bury the bag and be done with it. So I sprinted forward and took the bag with ease because they didn’t expect me to take it.

I jumped the small Santa first pulled the bag over his head and with a little wiggling pulled it over the rest of his body. The bag stayed small and the other Santa started out looking scared, than he looked furious. I jumped him as well and then both of them where gone.

That is all I remember, but I know the feeling of the full dream and that was adrenaline filled.

That is it for the first blog of this year. Write to you next week (let’s hope this is one resolution I can stick to).

Love

Dreamer

Message?

So let me tell you about this day I have had…. I wonder if there is a massage there I should pick up on.

It started in the morning. I was riding my bike to work. Nothing special, but I had only travelled about a fifth of the way when….

I was on a main road, there was a crosswalk, but the person using it was just starting to cross it from the opposite side of the street, so I could ride on. On the lane going in the other direction a van was waiting for the person to cross, on my right a car was waiting for the moment he could get out of the side street. I passed the crosswalk and……… a car that came from the left side street had decided to take the chance even though the van kept him from seeing if the road was clear. This car managed to stop just a few centimetres from my bike.
Close call, don’t stop your bike, go on, you need to go to work.

Work was as it always is, nothing special, nothing to talk about here. On the way back home on my bike however….. Just a few blocks away from work a car swayed closer and closer to me. I didn’t trust him to stay on his part of the road, so I slowed down, just in time to avoid a collision because the driver got nearer and nearer to the curb. When waiting for the traffic light I found out why he hadn’t noticed he nearly bumped me off my bike. He had his phone on his lap and it definitely needed his attention, because even when the light turned green he only gave his attention to the road partially. That resulted in him driving slow enough to annoy the car behind him and he kept swaying like he was dancing in his car.

I rode on, still not taking a hint and got home safe. Now earlier that day I had talked to a colleague  about putting up my Christmas tree that evening. She told me I could do it in the weekend, seeing I really didn’t want to, but felt I needed to do it. Well I did feel I needed to do it, because I would not have time in the weekend, so I kept word with me and put up the tree.

After arriving home I went to the attic and got the tree and ornaments down. The instruction on the coloured branches and where the go on the stem was still at the attic, so I went to get it and since I was there I took a ceramic church we put on our subwoofer every Christmas and one of the ornaments that we put in the windowsill. I had gone down one flight of stairs without any problem, on to the second and last flight of stairs. Four steps in, I don’t know what happened but I lost my footing and I went sliding down the rest of the damn thing. I can tell you one thing. Stairs are not made to slide on, to bumpy.

The church survived, for the most part. So did I. It could have gone a lot worse. Both my elbows are blue, my shoulder feels bruised as well and my butt is certainly blue. My tailbone is hurting like hell and sitting isn’t much fun, I suspect it won’t be for a long time, but I survived. Third time that day things could have been bad. Is there a message and if so what.

Did grim reaper try to tell me he wants to take me? I hope that’s not the message. I think I would rather like to think I have great guardian angels and I still have some time to spend on this earth, but I can tell you this. I was glad that day was over. I have been wondering if it would have been better if I had stayed in bed, but with my luck that day I think the bed would have given out as well.

Love
Dreamer

Google thingy

Yeh, I know it probably has a name other than Google thingy, but I don’t know it.
I have seen the thingy because my partner brought it into our home.
Why? Because my partner works at a store that sells them. If you want to sell something, you need to know how it works, or at least the basics. My partner already knew the thing from work, but apparently we need one in our home now, because it should work in our own language as well as English. And so the Google thingy entered our home.

I have hear of Siri, but I am not a big Apple fan (sew me), so I have never seen such a thing live. I did not know google had this thing you can put in your home to ask questions to and give commands to turn on lights and appliances. I still don’t know what to think of it, but the first evening the thing was in our house was funny as hell.

Yeh, she should be able to speak and interpret my language and she does I guess, but…. She is far from perfect and that makes things hilarious. Why do I say she? Well it has a female voice. I don’t know if you can have a male voice for the thing, I should ask my partner if that is even possible, or maybe I can learn it from people who know how this Google thingy works if you leave a comment.

So why is she hilarious. A couple of things. To begin with, she has my sense of humour. I mean her jokes are so lame, I love them. They are not really jokes, they’re one-liners. I searched on the internet to find an English version, so here it goes: “What is a sea monster’s favorite snack? Ships and dip.” My kind of humour. When I was a lot younger there was this joke that cracked me and a friend of mine up (still does). Everyone else that heard it looked at us like we were insane to find it funny enough to role of our chairs with laughter. Here’s the joke, just so you know what a nut I am: “To camels walk through the dessert. One camel say to the other camel: “the weather’s nice, isn’t it?” The other camel replies: “Shut up! Camels can’t talk!””. Yep still does something for me, I am grinning madly while typing it 😀

Back to the google thingy. My partner tried to get her to open Netflix. She opens Netflix in YouTube. In other words, you get a commercial for Netflix on YouTube. This goes on for twenty something minutes. My partner actually asks the Google thingy to open music in YouTube, she opens it in a music application on our TV instead of YouTube. I found this hilarious. My partner kept tinkering with the settings in the hopes of getting it right. Alternated with asking her to tell a joke, so I could not concentrate on what I was doing because I find her jokes so funny (most of them at least).

O and the lights, my partner kept going on: “Oke Google, turn the lights off” with the standard reply: “I am turning off two lights”. Then my partner would say: “Oke Google, turn the lights on”, with the standard reply she was turning on two lights. You can imagine, as hilarious as it was at first as tedious it became after a while. When I had more than enough I asked my partner if they were done. Nope, not until I had talked to Google. Asked her to turn off the lights.

Now you would say that is easily done, talk to the thing and have a little peace and quiet. Yeh…. Thing is, I could not talk to it. It felt so weird, so uncomfortable, I could not do it. I took a deep breath several times to start the sentence: “Oke Google, lights off”, but every time he words got stuck in my throat. I could not talk to Google, not with my partner there. It felt to weird. Then finally, on my way upstairs in passing the thingy I did a quick: “Oke Google, lights of” and walked on upstairs as fast as I could.

The Google thingy has been in our house for a couple of days now. I feel a little more comfortable in asking her to turn on lights or the radio, but it still is a weird thing. Think of it… how long before the computer grows a mind of its own and determines it doesn’t like taking orders, so it plots to kill you with your own appliances, just so it can get a little peace and quiet. I am not taking my chances, I ask as politely as I can and I thank the damn thing after it did something I asked for. Even if it tried and tells me it can’t do it yet, but it is still learning. Yes, it tells you it is still learning…. so you better be polite to you stuff, before it turns of your light instead of the lights in your home.
I know I’ll try to stay friends with my Google thingy.

Love
Dreamer