So tired

The week after vacation + carnival might have been one of my most draining weeks in a long while. Messed up sleep patterns, travel for work, symptoms of a cold – not the best combination. I made it through though and instead of taking it easy on the weekend, I had managed to pile up lots of plans there, too. In German, you call that Freizeitstress (free time stress). I am so tired now, I literally want to go to bed at 8 p.m..

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As I am now on the board of the Swedish Society, I got to suggest which movies we should show during the Swedish Movie Nights at the local cinema. My suggestion “Trevligt Folk” (Nice People) was accepted and we watched with together with a bunch of Swedes this week. Highly recommended documentary about Somalian immigrants forming a national bandy team in Borlänge, Sweden  and going to the World Cup despite never have played the sport before

 

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I traveled to Frankfurt for work, look at this view!

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Got some work done on the train

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My dear student co-worker has left her position with us, leaving me with a fox. Luckily, the new position she accepted is next door so we get to hang out

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I was invited to the Swedish Women’s Association’s yearly meeting in Bonn. Apart from winning Löfbergs Lila Coffee (which I passed on to my coffee-connoisseur friend Linnea), I also enjoyed their attempt at allsång (dock lite besviken att folk inte kunde Sommarpsalm?!) and learned lots of things about the association. Afterwards, I met Henrike to go to the History House in Bonn.

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Last year a new pub/bar/cafe opened in my hood. I’ve been there a few times and last Friday, it was super crowded so we were about to leave when the owner came out and said, “You – you always have a seat here, come in!” and got us a table. He did such a good job charming me like that that I ended up there this morning again eating breakfast during which I to my great surprise saw the kind of spoons he has!

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Helen: Jag fattar ingenting när de sjunger på karneval.

– Men hur svensk är du?! Till och med jag fattar! “Schatzi, schenk mir ein Foto” är väl inte så svårt.

Shoot for the stars and you will land on the roof!

– Vad menar du ens, det passar ju inte ens sammanhanget vi pratar om?

Jag vet. Jag bara slänger ur mig floskler.

Helen, du vet att jag gillar dig jättemycket. – Eh, okej? Vad vill du ha? Letter of Recommendation? Betyg? Pengar? Ledig dag? Har jag lovat göra nåt och glömt det?

Jag kan inte ses på lördag. – Har du real plans eller såna hittpå “jag ska göra privat bokföring plans”?

Du får gå hem nu förresten, din arbetsdag slutade för 20 minuter sen. – Jo, men jag trivs så bra med att sitta här med dig.

Helen, det är så bra att jag finns i ditt liv.

Den 8:e mars är det kvinnodagen. Vad får jag då? – Din vilja igenom.

Nu får du faktiskt uppdrag att kolla Mello till imorgon, Helen. Annars har vi inget att prata om imorgon.

Jag har varit i en sån bra mood hela tiden! Förutom den timmen då jag försökte vara produktiv.

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