The Dishwasher 

20.10.2024

We have that amazing invention of the 21st century which makes live so much easier and cleaning the kitchen more pleasant – it is called a dishwasher!!! Amazing!!!

No more mountains of dirty plates on the kitchen worktop – it can finally fulfill its original purpose!

No more views of dried sauces on in bowls and saucers that attract flies and other ugly insects!

No more leftovers sticked to the dishes and no more sinks full of pots!

And finally – no more hands soaking in the slop and no more rinsing the dishes in a terrible cold water! One could think….but it’s a wishful thinking!! The Sweet Child of Mine has a very special, a very unique attitude or even a relationship with the dishwasher. Namely – they don’t like each other. Actually, dishwasher’s attitude is rather neutral and the dislike, the reluctance is rather one-sided. And I tell you why: The dishwasher stands in the wrong corner of the kitchen.

Perhaps I should put it the the Sweet Child’s own bedroom? DO you know how it is when you look for plates and cups and can’t find them, and only after long minutes of hunting you come up with an idea to have a look in your teens room? I always find there all the missing pieces of the kitchen’s equipment.

“Could you please bring the dishes to the kitchen after you finish using them?”  and as an answer come one word: “Why?” – with the sweetest smile and most innocent honesty: “I don’t mind hem standing here, really mom”…. We are from completely different planets sometimes.

Sometimes, but only sometimes, she does mind the piles of dishes on her writing desk – so the piles change their location and they teleport to the kitchen! But no, oh no, not into the dishwasher. Just in the middle, on the stovetop or on the kitchen table next to the fruit or next to the unpacked shopping bags – the dishwasher is…too far away, it is to dirty inside and it stinks of dishes and “mom I the to open that”; or sometimes it is just filled with clean dishes. “Could you please empty the dishwasher?”  “Who? Me? “Yes, you please” “But the whole dishwasher, like – everything and completely empty it?” ….. I had no idea one can empty the half of a dishwasher only and leave the rest inside….

Oh, and by the way......

untill now all the new stories and texts werre at the end of each page - so you needed to scroll down to get news and new stories ....well, one learns the whole life. 

from now on - I will do it properly :) 

... ... ... autumn  16.10.2024

Autumn is, and always was my favorite season of the year. Both sides of it : the indian summer like one - with sun and golden leaves gentle dancing down from the trees; and the stormy and windy autumn : melancholic and sooo romantic.

It was always that time of the year when the NEW started. It always gave me energy, inspiration, I was loaded with ideas and positivity. And what`s more important  - most of the ideas came to life. 

I hoped for the same this autumn.And indeed it started in the best possible way. Iwas again loaded with energy, ideas, motivation... ... ... 

But the last 4 weeks were simply a nightmare. I lost all my motivation, the will of doing and planning new projects; I cant sleep at night - so I am a zombie during the day; my mind is empty - I cant find inspiration ( although there is plenty of it in the world that surrounds me).

It´s just... I can`t find words to even write  about what has happened. 

Well don´t take job back home with you, they say  - I don´t, but it is unevitable not to stay untouched, not to take the problems home, not to influence the family  if your boss is the biggest ignorant, the worst person in the world, the biggest coward in the universe, the laziest creature that walks the ground, a little men with no balls at all with no moral backbone  - a huge ZERO, NADA NOTHING NULL; a boss that takes advantage of eploees only because they are foreigner and women - so they are weeker and second category in his eyes. 

But enough is enough - I quit! And may be it was the best decision I have taken since we moved in here. But it needs time and healing process is horrible. I will not let an idiot spoil my life. And the moment I left - damnn HOW GOOD IT FELT!!!!!

To find the energy to move on and dig out the ideas and projects that I have burried sooo deep for the last few weeks - its very difficult. 

But they still there, they will come back - they have to!

In the mean time I am a full time mom (cooking, washing, cleaning) and a full time daughter (walking the dog doing shopping cleaning) I just try to spoil my family - and get the positive vibes and energy from their love, understanding and a huge support!!!

And you know what - me writing it here made me already feel much better. 

Sometimes it is so - let it out of your head, spit out of your mouth, get rid of that malice that scratches your soul - paper is patience and writing is like a catharsis.

So thank you for your mails and I promise - I will be back, soon!

 

 

 

Home and Anchor

28.08.2024

Somebody recently asked me what do I like about my city… After a quick thought I asked myself fanother – do I like it and that’s why I made it to my home, or I made it my home because I like it?

And then another question came to my mind – what is home to me (well yes I know, very philosophical today, but cogito ergo sum, isnt it so?)

Seemen, who spent a lot of time traveling say  "Home is where the anchor drops" and I absolutely stand fo that quote. Home is for me that place where my anchors (the ones I love) drop; where I reside with them at this particular moment - I am never attached to a place but to people. Within last 6 years we moved 4 times and my child was at 6 different school (mobility is one of the American values that bult the country, propobly I am taking them as an example 😉 😉  )

 My home is where my heart belongs with those to which it belongs; all the good people that I am surrounded by, those whom I can call my friends; the streets I walk through with them. It´s that place where I feel safe and warm on a cold winter´s day, it is the place where I like to come back after every journey - no matter if short or long one; it is that place that waits for me with those who long for me and I long for. Home is where I can be yourself, sometimes messy, sometimes beautiful; sometimes tired and sometimes crazy;  with hair that isnt done, with no make up on, in fancy clothes or in the  PJs all day long; it is where I can hide with my worries and sorrows and where I find solution and comfort... just got a bit melancholic and the question was what do I like about my city.

I think what I like most is its diversity, artistic bohemians, iconic architecture, the clush of East and West, the combination and mixture of different cultures and languages – within 5 minutes of walk you can hear 8 different languages spoken not only by the tourists, but still almost everyone speaks english.

I love it because it is dogs friendly (animals friendly in general)  - your four leg friend is allowed to walk in almost every with you – it doesn’t matter if that is a shoppong centre, office or a restaurant – you will not find asign wit “ NO DOGS ALLOWED!” And believe me in many countries or cities it it quite usual, unfortunately.

I like its parks and squers in summer – when the green is juicy and vivid; and then in the autumn when the leaves change colours into red, yellow and brown….then they fall on the ground and I can emerge my shoes deep in the rustling carpet and shuffle…yes that is why I like my city

Ah of course I could improve few things here and there, but nobody and nothing is perfect  😉 😉 😉


And what is home for you?

September morn

September is one of my favourite months of the year. This is that time when the summer still spoils us with its warmth, temperature and pleasant weather; but the days already fade away quicker, evenings are cooller but not cold yet; the trees are still green but they already prepear to change their outfits and put on all different shades of brown, red and yellow. The water in the lakes look and smells more intense, with the moist – especially in the morning when the fog dances on the surface. The dew settles on the grass, bees fly lazily and the buzzing is quiter (just the wasps are laud as usual and work hard to become more and more annoying) I went outside with my cup of coffe – 14°C the steam I exhaled from my mouth was almost as thick as the steam that came from my cup 😊. I had a red haired companion. She sat on the fence (I believe it was a SHE), washed her tiny little paws and looked at me from time to time. I didn’t want to scared her off so I dint move untill she decided its time to go 😊 😊  For such moments I don't mind getting up even 20 min. earlier. 

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Chocolates and boxes

03.09.2024

Winston Groom once said something that Forrest Gump made us familiar with, because his mom always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.
Exactly the same is with people we encounter with. We meet on our path all sorts of them. They are nice and friendly; sweet and bitter 😉 , wise and stupid; with almonds or cocoa feeling 😉 , silly and crazy. Each of then can bring something to our life and contribute to our development (one way or the other). Unfortunatelly very often we meet bed, very bed people, hard pieces (you can break your teeth by biting). In one word di…ks (both male and female) That’s the way it is, that’s the way the world works.
Whenever we come across the good ones – we should hold on tide to them, don’t let them go away
Try to give back the good – because that’s what the life is all about – taking and giving, caring and being taken care of (don’t mix up with trading!), talking and listening…
I am the lucky one and I constantly meet good spirits and my life is filled with the most delicious and good chocolates. Thank you universe fo making it happen.

oh windy day....

05.09.2024

Another September morning Foggy 🌫️and windy🌬️but still very warm I would say - a perfect weather for sailing ⛵️ Surfing as well ? I have no idea. I tried to surf 🏄‍♀️ once in my life - the whole day long I went no further than pulling just the half of the sail out of the water. Oh dear that was funny and so so so difficult. My hand were aching for next few days! I had no damn idea that to surf yxou need much more than strong muscles ind  your legsand balance: Abd it looks so elegant and easy when the pfop do that !!! From that time I decided to enjoy watching the surfers and I will stick to rowing a boat and kayaking. Paddle boat will do as well ☺️ So to all surfers out there - enjoy your day and have perfect waves 🌊🌊🌊

Another way to enjoy such an amazing day could be walkig along the shore, colecting shells.... the sun....and wind.... Why not...

 

 

the Nirvana-flight

 Traveling by plane has something of Nirvana in it. You are suspended in the space, virtually hang there in the clouds, doing nothing (well you can read a book if you are capable to concentrate, or listen to the music), nothing depends on you, there is nothing you can decide, you have no influence - just sit and wait, vegetative idleness. Come what may...fly or fall...
And that is the reason why I hate and am scared of flying! Because I have no control, no influence, nothing depends on me, all I can do is sit and wait counting the hours....the minutes....the seconds ....before the plane finally touches the ground
The view is beautiful, amazing; it truly is  day-dreaming during a walk in the clouds. and I am grateful for the invention that takes me within 50 min back home, but I am really HAPPY THAT I AM BACK ON THE GROUND AGAIN!!!!