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day sixteen

26 Aug

1. fabulous dishwashing gloves

this might sort of be cheating, as i’m not actually grateful for mine because i’ve just discovered that they kind of don’t function the way they should. i never used to use gloves, because why bother, but now that i’m married and have these diamonds on my finger, i really don’t want to wreck them. so, i started experimenting with gloves. today, i got over the ones i’ve got and washed the dishes by hand, using my real hands. it reminded me how awesome a good pair of gloves can be and i am pretty excited to go out there and search for the perfect dishwashing gloves.

where i'm sitting now (only my computer is there too)

2. my apartment

we are moving and i’ve just started the process of looking for a new wohnung, which is sort of difficult because i don’t really speak german. BUT it has really made me realize how great our first home in germany has been. while i’m still ready to move closer to köln, our little apartment has been both welcoming and homey and most importantly, really cheap. one place i saw today was about 250€ more per month and was much smaller (even the kitchen was smaller!). it also was on the sixth floor with no elevator. which maybe would be good for my butt on an every day basis, but i just can’t even imagine moving in. so, while i’m still committed to moving, i’m so happy i have my little home to come back to every day.

3. public transport

while i did get wet in the rain today (sun was shining – walked outside and boom: thunder, lightening, rainstorm. seriously), i just love it because everyone did. because when you take public transportation and walk around a city, if it rains, you get a bit wet. and most people were wearing sandals, and that’s just how it goes. at first, i thought, oh god, i’m wearing sandals. oh no, i didn’t bring my umbrella and then, i just embraced it. i didn’t go so far as to go twirl in the puddles, my face lifted up to the sky to catch raindrops in my mouth, but i got wet. and it wasn’t bad at all. and i’d take it any day over driving.

and more of my apartment:

my window

my book corner


day thirteen

23 Aug

1. sketching

this is a horrible picture and i apologize for that, but i took it from my phone and frankly, it’s kind of hard to take a good photo of a light pencil sketch. but that’s not really the point, as i’m not posting it as an amazing example of my “art”, i’m just so thankful to myself (for a change) to be sketching again.

i always used to sketch, the same as i always used to write, and when i was around fifteen, i sort of forgot who i was in my mad dash to become anyone else possible and i stopped doing all the things that were so essential to me, so it’s so important to be starting those again, over fifteen years later.

today, i both sketched and wrote and while it wasn’t a great day in other ways (i didn’t exercise and i ate too much pasta), it’s a start. it does seem that everything i’m doing is leading towards my being happy in future, hopefully. doing things like sketching make it feel even more possible.

(please ignore the hands – i just ignored that they were there. baby steps.)

2. looking for a new wohnung

while our apartment has been wonderful and clean (which, after barcelona, was a huge plus), i’m ready to move and i know my husband is happy here, so i’m grateful that he’s willing to move as well. i’ve started looking into different apartments around the city and sent out a lot of emails today. some of them are furnished, and some not. it’s hard to search for an apartment when you don’t really know how long you’ll be in a city. there’s a big part of me that wants to buy my own furniture and paint the walls and really make it my own, but what if we just move in a year or so? too difficult to say, so i’ve just decided to look around and what will be, will be. i’m just going to assume (as an optimist would) that the right place will present itself.

3. kaufpark cashier

i see this woman almost every time i am shopping at kaufpark, my local grocery store. i remember her because she looks seriously like allison janney. she’s very nice (at least, i think so, not being able to understand anything she says) and she’s always smiling and seems to remember shoppers and chat with them. today, as i was checking out, she asked me where i got my peaches, or what type of peaches i had or something about my peaches. i, of course, have no idea what she was saying because i don’t even know the word for peach.

but, she asked the question, and then looked up at me and smiled so sincerely and said (again, just guessing here) never mind and looked up the code and entered it in, smiling at me again. she seemed particularly aware of my being uncomfortable at not understanding her and instead of judging me, as many have both here and in barcelona, she was very sweet and kind. and beyond that, she remembered me. it wasn’t that she asked me and i said the only thing i can say: ich spreche kein deutsch, she recognized me and knew who i was.

even though we can’t have any sort of conversation, it’s nice to feel part of a community where my local supermarket cashier knows me by sight.