I read..

… in the news paper today, that Bergen ( Where I currently live. ) was the city with the second highest temprature in Europe yesterday. And crazilly enough, there was no sun! Just cloudy, a blink of an eye would make the sweat pour. I swear, if I could have gathered up all the sweat from the past week, I’d be able to fill a small lake! It of course doesn’t help that I’m at work during the warmest hours, and that I need to cover up parts of my arms due to several reasons.  But never the less, I really, really took pleasure being outside in the sun during the week-end. Reading about Jack the Ripper, listening to music, Actually managin to go to the gym in this heat. As well as taking the year’s first outdoor swim! Just delightfull week-end.

However, I came to write here today, mostly to ask for help. If anyone knows of a cheap hotel ( Bed and breakfast hotel) in Dublin-Ireland. Please! Drop me a comment.

June

From the 19th of june til the 23’rd of June there’s three different holidays entering my life. Yet all celebrate more or less the same.  19th is the Midsummer’s night, where you are to pick seven wildflowers and put them under your pillow, and then you will dream of your husband to come. That is at least the Norwegian part of it. The Swedish you jump around a pole singing songs about the frogs, why? I’ve no clue what so ever.  The 21st of June is Alban Heruin which is the Druidic midsummer celebration, the longest day of the year.  Then to finalize it, on the 23rd of June it’s St. Hans, well 23rd of june is the day of celebration. Here at home we have huge bonfires. Some as big as 30 meters tall. And of course BBQ’s and good rich food. With some alcohole.

It’s quite a busy month. School ends, summer vacation starts. Exams, weather is improved ( usually at least ). It’s time for parties and joy for the next two months. Until school starts again in the middle of August.

I had plans of what to write, but early morning grog and and paint fumes from my clothes has made me forget what I was going to write. So I’ll be on my way now.

Ta-ta!

Some days you..

…wake up and you know it’ll be an annoying day.

You plan to talk to the admin at work, to sort out the misunderstandings on your sallery slip. Only to be dragged into an hour long meeting completely unrelating to your sallery. When you finally get five minutes to go visit the admin, they are busy and tell you quickly it’s under work. You go down to your station ( in my case..classroom) it’s in array, and your hunger is seriously contemplating cannibalism. Sneaking off down to the shop, buying completely unhealthy cookies and rush back up. The day at work goes by painfully, except the taxi drivers call you a bitch as a jest because you comment on them coming late. You rush back home, get changed. Rush off to the gym, realising you look kind of like a twat, trying to ignore it you continue excersising.  So far the day has gone by quite alright. Then, as you come home, you put on the food, take a shower to get red of the sweat-stench. Turn on your computer. Multitasking like a propper woman. Mess around on your computer, leaving messages to those in need of being left a message. Log into a game to check something, and the computer freezes. You sigh, knowing this seems to be a normal ritual. You force the computer off, and on again. At the same time you’re cooking some chicken that just refuses to be cooked on the inside. The computer keeps persisting on freezing, making your frustration rise through the roof. Then. As a final icing on the top of the cake. The fire alarm decides to turn it self on and kill your ears.

I must say, I don’t particulary think this is a good prospect for the beginning of this week.

Time flies by

Greetings from Norway once more.
It’s been a while since I did any blogging, sorry about that. Life has been quite busy, as well as my computer deciding to get some disease even the computer-doctors couldn’t quite figure out what was wrong. He’s been taken good care of though, and is now nursed back to health.

I can’t quite remember if I wrote about moving out or not. But I have. I now live on my own, and it’s quite wonderful. Except for the stress when it comes to economy, I’m still trying to adjust how much I can spend, and what I can spend monitos on. I have figured out that I can’t afford a TV at the moment, even though I miss it at times. Inparticulary after a long day at work, to come home make some easy dinner and just lie down on the sofa to watch some mindless TV-show.  But beside that I doubt I’d actually use it much. So instead of becoming a soft sponge zombie brain, I spend my time behind books or the computer. And more and more frequently at the gym. Though my motivation is hard to get started, it feels good once I’m up there, and once I’ve finished.  Oh, and I’ve also been making stuff, like the flower pot on the picture below. Hardly a masterpiece, but it feels good to be recycling items I use, and turn them into other things. That was my first time making a flower pot, and the first time I used mosaic stones. I can still add a finishing touch to it, once I decide what. But all in all, I’m quite pleased with the outcome. I also made a wooden doorsign, that’s hanging right inside my door. It’s painted red and black, with the lyrics “Everyone brings joy to this home; some when they enter… others when they leave.” I’ve gotten quite a few comments on it. So I’m pleased with that one as well.

Otherwise I’m surprised at how fast this year has gone. It seems to have been zooming away with a blink of an eye. Some years do that, others don’t. Last year, was a slow year. It’s really hard to believe it’s only gone two months since I saw Eyal and Ann-Mi in London. That it’s been merely six months since Christmas, and three months since I was house-watching for my grandmother. It hasn’t only been a dance on rose-petals however. Economystress, debt, illness. Loss of memory.   - That last one is the one which have been bothering me quite a lot. My memory is failing, it’s noticeable even for others these past six months.  I used to never forget an appointment, I used to always be on time, if not a few minutes before I was supposed to be there. The past few months, I keep forgetting doctor’s appointments. I show up on the wrong days, or the wrong time of day. Or perhaps not at all, making me get a phone call asking me where I am. I forget important paperwork, which is always embaressing to admit. Things at work that is a routine. Sending with the children their wheel-chairs home, forgetting to put their books in their backpack. Forgetting what hour I start at work, when I’m to send the children home. I get yelled at for those things at work. It’s quite stressfull, I don’t even know what’s causing it, or what I can do to prevent it.  “Write Notes, Lise” Yes, I do that. But sometimes I even forget to check them.  I joke about it, but truth be told. I’m quite worried about what’s going on. I used to remember everything. Small details no one remembered. When we were taught how to read, I made sure I remembered every word-by-word of the homework we were supposed to pracitse at home. Because I thought it embaressing that I couldn’t read, when everyone else could. I mean, who does that? Remembering pages and pages of stories, word-by-word? Ah well! Time flies by! Memory or not, just try to enjoy every day as it comes as much as possible!