I hate it when the bus driver suddenly takes a different route and I no longer know where I am.
I can’t believe I haven’t noticed this before :
And that’s one problem solved …
When it’s winter and the trees have lost their leaves … I just can’t help myself.
Whenever I walk past a tree, I whisper :’Sleep well, little tree. Sweet dreams.’
When you see me at the bus stop or in the train station, and I’m reading a book … Please, don’t assume I’d rather be talking to you.
I’m not a native English speaker, and I’m sure I make a lot of mistakes pronouncing stuff.
But if you’re in IT, you should at least know not to pronounce ‘geeks’ as ‘djeeks’,
or ‘character’ as ‘tjerekter’.
Ever since little Jackson has joined the family, Mietje has been living on top of the radio.
She sits there, she sleeps there, she eats there.
(The radio is 20cm x 20cm.)
But yesterday evening, I found them like this :
I think all will be well …
It is 0°C outside. The bus driver is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts.
I don’t know how it happened, but this morning, on the first day back to work,
I arrived more than half an hour early at the train station.
Or, 3 minutes late.
It all depends on your perspective, I suppose.
Today was also the day that the railway company decided to save some money by turning off all the lights in the station. And did I mention it was cold ???
And then my connecting bus was late.
When I finally arrived at my work place, I was glad to be warm, and in the company of my trusted computer.
But. Hey ho ! No internet !
Now I have 90 minutes to kill until the meeting starts, and no internet. Great.
Ok. The meeting has finished. Two more hours before I can go home. Let’s get some work done !
Still no internet.
It’s going to be all the way up from here.
I just –have- to believe that.