KW 34/23

Everywhere bits, pieces and empty containers... 

It's been a Thursday at precisely 6:30 p.m. The evening started like any other: Meatloaf. For the third time this week. But let's not go there. After all the evening turned out to be quite eventful...

Le matin je me lève à 5 heures comme toujours. C'est pas vrai mais ça sonne plus intéressante que 7 heures.

...It's time to fill the frames.

If I know what I want, why don't I go and get it?

Compiling what happened this week, could be a simple task. I could just make a list. I could start with Monday, end with Sunday or any other day. Or I could start with a date like i.e. Tuesday the 22/08/23 -  but either way, this information is utterly pointless and completely hollow without a content. 

It's like an empty frame, an empty tupperware (with missing lid) or an old price tag on a garment never worn. Something once purchased with an intention (maybe even at high-price) but long paid and forgotten. There could have been s.th in this...(potentially)...but whatever it may have been, it never happened or vanished in oblivion.

It simply left no trace. Nothing worth mentioning. As if it never existed. Or? What happened on (say) Thursday? Anything noteworthy?

An old woman collecting bottles, suddenly shouting : "My father was an influential businessman".
Somebody talking to me about the importance of dog school (impulse control and frustration tolerance, cooling down...) 
making me wonder, whether I could participate if I went on all fours. 
Do they also teach "Decision Making/FOCUS" and "Letting Go" of... things there? I mean..its not that I am "per se" indecisive but I can rarely stick with a thought for longer than 30 seconds. I.e. I can hardly open the door to my storage room without being burried by an avalanche of bags and boxes, mostly empty or containing things I don't really need like: my fear of rejection, an ancient hoarding disorder, commitment phobia...

Challenge for next week:

- stick sth unremovable to sth else (tape to paper)

- eat (3! peas)

- drink enough during the day (but not the lake district in one go)

- buy the groceries I intend to (not the whole grocery store)

- get 6 Eggs (not a chicken or a farm)

- get rid of at least 1 empty container

KW 33/23

KW 32/23

In retrospect, this week feels like an endless silent movie, yet it was packed with bangers, that probably numbed me a fair bit.

The weather switched about twenty times an hour as if the sky was made of holographic glitter in the hand of an epileptic. So did my body and mind.
Since there was nothing, demanding my presence, I decided to leave this moloch again for a few days. Of course this decision immediately led to a packing dilemma (which I always encounter when I leave the flat for more than 24 hours). To further increase the stress level before departure, I missed the post delivery guy and had to travel to the end of the f** commuter belt to pick up the parcel. Meanwhile, the street got blocked off. When I returned I had to pave my way through police and fire brigade cars, since apparently the neighbor's house caught fire. After that I witnessed an old lady using her handbag in self defense, a long-time neighbor moving out and my dog lifting his leg for the first time. 

KW 31/23

Die Kalenderwoche für heute ist 31.
Sie dauert von Montag, den 31.07.2023 bis Sonntag, den 06.08.2023. 

Heute ist Samstag, der 5. August 2023. So strictly speaking, I could still summarize this week by tomorrow and wait for something noteworthy to happen. But if things continue as they are, I might as well do it now. So far the headliners are:
• a jammed bicycle lock
• a freshly cleaned balcony seating area, which various birds took as an invitation for a collective dump
• 39 failed attempts to get an appointment at the Citizen's Office