Theatre

I love theater, but let’s be honest, that is not a cheap thing to love. Every once in a while my partner and I go to a musical or play, but not often.

There are so many shows I would like to go to, but there are a couple of reasons why I don’t. For one, I don’t earn enough money to go to all the shows I want to see. Then there is the fact that my partner doesn’t want to see everything I would like to go to. If we both want to see the same thing the date had to fit the scedule of the sportsteam my partner supports. Let’s be honest, going without company is not as much fun.

Sure during the show it’s ok, but waiting for it to start and during the intermission it gets quite lonely. Not that it stopped me from going, it’s Just less fun. Afterward it is nice to have someone to talk to about the thing you just experienced.

Then something wonderful happened. I die not het rich and my partner still won’t go to all the shows I want to see, but it got easier for me to go. How? That story begins when the father of my partner gets an offer je can’t refuse. Nothing indecent mind you.

There is this pilot going on where about 900 people het the opportunity to test a theatre pass. A handfull of theatres are connected to this initiative. You pay a fixed privé each month and in return you van visit as many shows as you like at the connected theatres. He subscribed for a pass and sugested his wife for another pass. You van suggest people on the site and if there is a spot left they get the opportunity to register as well!

And that is where I come in. My partners mum gave them the e-mail address of my partner and my partner decided I would be better suited for the pass. We signed me up! Tonight I have my first show.

The pass makes it easier to go alone, you already paid for the thing, so you want to use it. And the best thing is… You don’t het the cheapest tickets! You have to wait until 30 days before the show to order tickets, and when you do you get the best seat available at that moment.

Tonight I go see my first show. Next week I will go to my first opera! I can’t wait to see al those wonderful things, so who knows, this might not be the last thing you hear of it.

Love, Dreamer

Baby it’s cold inside

First of all sorry I’ve been absent for two weeks, but I’ve been sick. I didn’t know on what day I was living and slept most of the time, but I am better now.So what is there to share? I’ll spare you my time being sick, nothing to tell.

We’ve had a couple of nice days with sun and everything, so what to do when spring peeks around the corner to see if we are ready for her? Go to a giant freezer ofcourse! It is winter after all.

Why would you go to a giant freezer, what could you want to do in it? Well I have heard of freezers you van go to to ski indoor, but that’s not what I went to. The freezer I went to was kind of build of old sea containers. They got turned into one giant freezer for a couple of months for only one reason… Ice sculptures.

So the weather outside is delightful and I decide to go see some ice sculptures instead of enjoying this sneak peak of spring. I had not been to this event before and walking up to it didn’t promise a good time. The containers stood at the end of an old factory site that is currently used for events. Walking up to the containers a couple of people walked away from them and I heard one of them tell the other they had expected more of it followed by the fact she had heard others say it was too small as well. Great….

I had to walk around a couple of old sea containers to find a wooden stall where tickets could be bought. After buying a ticket my hand got stamped with the words, now you can go again after you come out. Again, that didn’t promise much. Then to the first container, waiting in line this container funtioned as a hallway you could wait in without standing in the rain or cold (not needed today). Halfway in I started to feel dizzy, great a difference in presure no-one else seemed to notice. After about ten minutes I was at the front of the line, a door was opened end I streamed in with about ten others before the door closed again. Instant winter. We walked through hallways of ice surounded by sculptures. You needed your wintergear in here. My toes froze after about a minute and my fingers followed suit, something I could not use, because I needed pictures to use one for my blog.

I was in aw. Most sculptures where beautifull and I had trouble picking Just one. It took about twenty minutes to walk past all the sculptures and I loved it. The smart thing is they made photo opps. Like the tea table from Alice in wonderland. The mad Hatter sad at one end and on the other was an empty chair you could take place on to have you picture taken by a person that came with you. Post these pictures on Instagram and Facebook and you could win a camera! I will not do that, but I will use one picture for this post.

When leaving the containers my glasses fogged up at once. It felt good to get warm again, but I would have loved to see more sculptures.

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