For Helena

Yeeeeeeeeeehaah

My son is staying with me for two weeks now!!!!
prepare for two weeks of fun and mischief

Peak Experience

Earlier I wrote about near death experience, trips and meditation (see here )

I just found out there’s a psychological term for it: Peak Experience according to Waslow. (see here )
It 100% describes what I felt.
It just makes my curiosity even stronger…

Dating

I’ve been enjoying my single life for quite a few months now.
Sometimes I do miss the tender moments of having a partner and a family when I come home from work. However, I do appreciate the freedom and tranquility I have now too.
Every so often I’ve been dating Heffalump now (see here). It’s nothing romantic but we kinda enjoy each others company. It feels like we’ve been friends for a long time. As if we’ve known eachother forever. But just as friends, no love involved.
She likes someone to talk with and I like having someone to go out with. We often think the same things at the same moment and are thus able to complete eachother sentences even before the other starts to speak. Which leads to some funny moments. I really do like her company and she seems to enjoy mine, but like I said I don’t think anything more serious will grow between us. For that something is missing.
Next weekend I’ll be going out with her and her son again. Her son has the same name as mine, as an example of thinking the same like I said before

But going out with her, although I really enjoy it, also decreases the chance I will find someone to love again.
That doesn’t mean I am seriously looking for another soul mate. I’m perfectly happy with how things are going at the moment. If I’ll find someone new: Great. If I don’t: Fine… But I won’t go and search frantically just for “not being alone”.
If there is a Plan (capital P) then I’ll see what it has in store for me. If there isn’t: I’ll see what the future brings. Either way: I don’t care. I live life as if every day could be the last. Not that I’m seeking thrills all of the time (far from) but I live my life by being happy with what I have.

I don’t try to force Life to do what I want, but I’d rather go with the flow that Life’s providing me with…
Wu-Wei style I guess…

Whoops!

I just made a stupid mistake…

I caught a big spider in my bathroom. And I wanted to set it free.
So I got a jar and a paper and trapped the spider in the jar.
I went outside and released the spider.

Back inside my house I realized I was wearing my flat ballerina shoes…
Fortunately I live on the countryside.
Thank God no-one passed by at the moment!!!

ROTFLMAO

Dream 29may2009: a house full of rooms

This morning I remembered yet another dream. Quite a few details have already been lost in the mists of reality, but the main theme I still remember. And I reflected on them…

The dream:
In a huge house several people were living, each with their own rooms. It was not the standard idea of an appartment but rather a standrad house whith everyone renting his/her own room.
I met one of my long-time friends there: B. ( The last 2 year B. and I have lost contact a bit and haven’t talked much. Each of us has gone his own way and we only talk once in a blue moon).
He was showing me the rooms of other people (but those people themselves were not present): My once-best-friend C (who broke off all contact several years ago), a female friend of C’s with a name consisting out of ASCII symbols but I could barely make out “shark” in the name. ( Hmmm… now I wonder: how the hell can I HEAR a name in ASCII code??? It’s like Death in Discworld who speaks in CAPITALS :- ) )
I was offered a mask that I could wear so I could become the leader of the house. However, I knew that I already own a house and that I didn’t like wearing a mask. Not even when I was shown a mask that resembled myself.

a try-out to interpret:
First off all: I’m reading a book where the main character is going to the selection of a new King of the Dwarves. Maybe this is a link to the “gaining control in the house? Of all races in fantasy, I sympathise most with dwarves… However,…
I guess the house stands for one’s personal being. Your personality, your life, your essence. The old friends of mine are aspects of myself. And aspects that I had/used in the past. B. has always been a rebel claiming high ethical and spiritual values while irl not reaching them.
C. was always the wannabe center-of-attention. He’s the one who’s into techno/house music. The guy who is posing as a bad MF but obviously is quite soft. He also let his emotions dictate what he does.
The unknown girl had a the ASCII code name. Both ASCII and mysticism are also involved in my past rather than the present. So overall, everything in the house has something to do with my past.
I get a choice of going back living in that (past) house. I guess that I have the choice now to go back to who I used to be, or to stay whom I have become. In the dream I chose for my current situation, and in real life I choose the same. I like who I am and I prefer my present-me to my past-me.
Another aspect is that of the mask. I have the choice of going back to the past-me BUT I will have to bear a mask to do so. And I do not take the offer. I am aware that everyone has masks, even me. But in real life I try to minimize the mask as much as possible. And I also am aware that other people are wearing “more of a mask” of a heavier mask or whatever you want to call it than me. In general for me: what you see is what you get.

I wonder if my interpretation is sorta OK…
But even if not, now that Lenore has left I DO have the chance of becoming who I used to be. But do I want it? I don’t think so. All in all, I do believe that I have evolved during those years together with Lenore. I have learned things about myself and I have changed. And like I said I like whom I have become.

Summary Dream 18May2009

This morning I remembered another dream…
And it was quite a strange one. It mixed several element that were on my mind but still… Yesterday we had our annual “belt granting ceremony”. I didn’t get a higher belt (but expected that – was sure of it really). Since the ceremony and my martial art is quite important for me, it is no wonder that it penetrated my dreamworld.
This time the dream consisted out of 3 parts:

1. Yesterday during the ceremonies I didn’t get a higher martial art belt. I have improved quite a lot lately but not enough to move up a level. I dreamt that my teachers in my martial art came to hand me a higher belt. They thought I had deserved it and that the Master had made a mistake. And in the dream (as I would in real life) I refused to take it. The only one who can give me a new belt is my Master. So not only I do not deserve it (wich is true) but apparently it makes a big difference WHO’s giving me the belt (and I can see that it matters to me)

2. The second part of my dream was at a dinner outside somewhere together with lots of friends. At one point a stranger came to our table and started looking for trouble with me. I got ennoyed that this guy was ruining the atmosphere for all of my friends so we stepped back a bit and started to fight. Using my martial arts I quickly wiped him to the ground and went back to the table.

3. The third part of the dream started exactely the same as the second part. Same dinner, same friends, same stranger. However, this time in stead of getting into a fight, I stayed calm and told him that I didn’t want to fight. I was thinking that every fight you prevent is one you have won. So I ignored him and didn’t want to fight him. Case closed? I’m afraid not.
The stranger went to someone else (A. = a friend of mine) and took her digital camera. He wrecked the aparatus. I felt ashamed that because of my unwillingness to fight, someone else got into trouble and even had material damage. I know that I am not responsible for the actions of that stranger but somehow my decision not to act caused grief.

So now I’m wondering what route of action would be the best in real life. Should I refuse to fight (violence isn’t the answer) and accept that I  should not feel responsible for whatever consequences it causes? Or should I be aware of the possible consequences of in-action and choose the route that would cause the least discomfort for those I care about?
Or maybe there’s another route that I overlook?

I guess it is somewhat the same question as “suppose you, as the only person in the world,  could travel back in time, would you kill a 10-year old Hitler?”
1. Yes, because it would prevent the murder of millions of innocents (change the course of history unknowing the results or consequences)
2. No, I should not kill an (untill then) innocent child. The choices he makes are his and I am not responsible for his actions.

What if, BECAUSE of your assasination he gets bittered and decides to become the mass murderer?

Damn those moral dilemmas…

Thank you

Granpa, Granny, Grandfather, Grandmother, Mom and Dad…
I’d like to thank all six of you for who I am.
For whom I have become.
All six of you tought me a great thing.
Inspiring people
Unconditional Love
Self-effacing
Holding on
Righteousness
Humility

Thank you.
From the core of my being.
I hope I can make you proud somehow.
If only I can teach my kids a fraction of what you tought me,
My live will have been worth living.
I don’t know if we’ll meet again,
I don’t know if you can hear or read this,
But I was priviliged to have known/know you all.
I am the painting of your lives

Video – Transformation

What if? 

Dream – Quadruplets? 6May2009

This morning I had another dream. When I woke I thought it was only a small dream but now I’m writing it I realise it has more details than I thought at first. It is the first dream I have where Lenore, Daughter, Son and my dad have cameo’s. Well… enjoy

When I wake up in the morning, I find two Sons outside of my door laying on the grass. They are two parts of a quadruplet. (Just to be clear: in real life Son is NOT part of quadruplets) The other two are nowhere to be seen. As it is Monday I have to go to work soon, so I try to locate Lenore where they (all 4 of them) should have been at this moment, since I brought them there yesterday. (As in real life the kids stay with me during weekends but live with Lenore on weekdays) Daughter is also present but she doesn’t say much because she’s too busy playing with her Nintendo and her cell phone. Because I REALLY have to be going to work I already start driving towards it in hope that I can reach Lenore somehow so she could come and pick all of them up at my work. I can’t find Lenore’s number in my cell phone but fortunately I know it by heart. However, when I try to call her she doesn’t pick up the phone.

fast forward to the intersection near my work

Because I can’t go to work with three kids, I ask the colleague PJ that’s driving the van we’re in (somehow during the trip to my work, I switched cars – I left as driver in my own car but now end up in a van with a colleague driving it) to stop at the intersection and park in front of a stationary bobcat. A trafic sign says “no parking”. I’m still trying to reach someone who can help me out but to no avail. I can reach my dad but he’s busy arguing with my mom too much to give me any usefull advice. I’m looking though the numbers in my cell phone but can’t find anything usefull. Suddenly a policewoman (although she doesn’t look like one she gives that impression) tells us we’re not allowed to park there and she wants to give us a ticket. So I tell here we just need te be around the corner and we’ll park there near the roundabout. She let’s us off the hook. Due to road works we can’t just turn but have to cross the intersection and get to the roundabout via a detour. Following the detour we end up in the residential area surrounding my work but there are roadworks everywhere. Streets broken up, some workers are busy removing a heavy pole but they reluctantly make way so we can pass.
We reach my workplace…

…and at that moment I awake. No buzzer…

Update…

The big update… sort of…

 

Well, as I said in the previous post, I know I have neglected the blog for quite a while now. A lot has happened since and I didn’t have the time or need to write. But here’s the summary:

 

1. Disneyland
   I’ve gone to Disneyland Paris with the kids and my parents. The travel agent hadn’t organised everything as it should. Especially all the requirements my mother needed as she’s sitting in a wheelchair. I had to arrange most of the transportation “extra’s” myself. It wasn’t my idea of a relaxed trip. Anyway, once we checked into the hotel, everything was great. The kids loved the park. Daughter was thrilled by the roalercoasters. Especially by Space Mountain. Before the trip and during ther two first days she insisted NOT to go on this roalercoaster because she was too afraid. But when we came near it on the third day she overcame her fears and she loved it. She loved it so much, she wanted to go again    Also Son enjoyed the whole trip. Not the park itself because he’s still too small, but the tobogan he likes. And he was VERY pleased to be allowed to sleep in the”big bed”. Ah, and the ventilator that was mounted to the ceiling was very interesting. Especially when he found the activation button
   I was wasted the third day because of the little sleep I got. Son moves a lot while sleeping. But the kids loved it, so it was worth all the trouble!
2. Work
   As I posted before, I was given a small monitoring role at work. The lady that was working for me loved it. She got motivated immensely and enjoyed the work she was getting from me. After a couple of weeks, unfortunately, her line-manager got a lot of extra work so now she has to work for him again. But I’m certain that my bosses have seen that I like this managerial role and that she enjoyed my engagement as well. So let’s hope that I’ll be given this role again when the workload has even out again. We’ll see, the coming week I’m (finally) receiving my objectives for this year. I wonder if anything will be mentioned there…
3. Dating
   Yes, yes… yours truly is dating again. I’ve met this woman mostly online (we chat regularly) but have been dating now too. For personal reasons let’s call her Heffalump  . The first time we met was in a park where I was going to with Son. She was there with her son as well. Son introduced her son to chips
   And guess what: her son has the same name as my son. Great minds think alike? Both of us have noticed that quite a lot we think the same things at the same time. She already stated that it was as if we’ve known eachother for ages. Last Thursday, we spend the evening together again. At first we went for some pasta in the City. After that we went to a colleagues’ exhibition of his paintings. LOL When I mentioned Son to her, an old colleague of mine thought  Son was the kid of me and Heffalump. Anyway, we enjoyed the exhibition and went to have a drink afterwards. We talked a lot and before we knew it it was quite late so Heffalump had to go home (her son wakes up around 630 am). Anyway, I don’t think any romance is going to happen between me and Heffalump. She’s not really looking for a relationship and frankly, although I miss the hugging part, I enjoy the freedom too much I guess. (and ofcourse: IF someone would qualify for a relationship with me, she would have to accept my Son as well. Does that rule out unconditional love?) So concerning Heffalump: friendship: yes. Relationship: No.
   I had another drink on the marketplace afterwards in the City, where I met an old schoolfriend.
4. Family extention?
   The lasty couple of days I’m also thinking of a family extention. No I’m not talking about another baby but a pet.
   Since Cowspot died some time ago, I noticed I really miss the unconditional friendship animals give. Although three of Cowspots offspring come to my house for food often, it’s not the same. They are very shy so I can’t pet them.
   That’s why I’m thinking of getting a couple of rats. Yes, the rodent type
   Rats are very social, very intelligent creatures. The more I read about them, the more I like them… The only thing holding me back is that I’m not entirely convinced I will give them enough attention they need.
   I’ve already decided what type of cage I would like, where it would be put and so on… I just have to press the “go-button”

silence again – Lyrics “wishing on another lucky star”

I know I’ve been neglecting this blog for a while now.
Quite a lot has happened. And I will write an update soon.
But now I just wanted to share the lyrics of a song I heard in the movie “Permanent Record“. I’ve mentioned it before here
The song is called “Wishing on another lucky star” by JD Souther.
The movie (and the song) make me cry everytime I see this movie.  (Un)fortunately I don’t see this movie often. For some reason it doesn’t seem to be a classic. Almost no-one knows of it. And yet it stars Keanu Reeves in what I believe to be his best performance EVER. It’s about the suicide of a very talented music/songwriter and how his friends cope with it.
Anyway: here’s the video from the movie (don’t be alarmed by the strange begining)

Whishing on another Lucky Star – JD Souther
Your friends may lie
The truth can come from strangers
If I knew why,
We wouldn’t be in this danger
Leaning out the window of my car
And wishing on another lucky star.
Life is long
It is not made to measure
You will go on
The same in pain and pleasure
Wondering how we ever got this far…
And wishing on another lucky star.

Life goes on
As sure as the sky
It’s come and gone
In the wink of an eye
You leave your home
In the wings of the night
You will never die.

The world is cold
The heart gets torn and tattered
The one you hold
It can be dropped and shattered
Leaning out the window of my car
And wishing on another lucky star

Listening: Voltaire

All week I’ve been listening to songs by Voltaire on my iPod…
They are hilarious. Well the texts I mean. The music is so varied I can’t even put a name to “his style”. Sometimes its pop, somtimes it’s folk, sometimes it’s rock…

what I really like about him is that he’s not affraid to challenge the thoughts of society by singing about stuff that’s “not sung about”.
As an example I’ll post 2 lyrics of him. One about the sexual pleasures of Luitenant-commander Data of Star-Trek The Next Generation. The second one is a song that’s very challenging the way the world is divided in streams of religion. And you have to admit: every person into religion believes his/her religion is the “One True Way of God”. I wonder… if every religion is convinced about its own validity, why the hell (pun intended) are there so many heretics? Hell must be doing a whole lot of business if more than 80% of the world population is NOT a follower of “The True Religion” (whichever that may be).
Oh, and just as a disclaimer: I do not want to insult people, religions or force my own beliefs upon anyone. I’m not christian, I’m not muslim, I’m not jewish, I’m not hinduist and no I do not consider myself an atheist (since atheists are convinced there is NO god, I’m just admitting I’m ignorant about the presence of (a) God ).
Anyway, if you would be interested in a discussion on religion don’t hesitate to mail me. But I warn you, you might not like it…

Anyway: the Voltaire lyrics:
The sexy Data Tango
If while you’re out in space, love
You’re horney as a tart
Take a tip from a security cheif, love
That fat slut Tasha Yar
She discovered the pleasures of Data
He became her sexual pet
Cause
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He’s defiant with his thrusters will explode in your wormhole
and he’ll rub his trusty spangler wrench on your warpcore manifold
his multiphasic torpedo will penetrate your rift
and cause a quantum singularity in your transwarp conduit
So if you’re a filthy horta Data’s your bestest bet
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He gently massages your gel packs
while he replicates some lube
then he shoves his throbbing razor beast into your Jeffery’s tube
so lower your shields spread your necells to make room for his craft
as he thrusts his delta flyer to your big fat juicy aft
So if you’re a filthy horta datas your bestest bet
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
His pelvis a tireless engine he skhakes it when he struts
He’s full of dilithium crystals in his bulbs and in his nuts
He too likes to be pleasured
He will put you on your knees
And if you’re into disgrace
He’ll cover your face with his andriod anti-freeze
so if you’re a filthy horta datas your bestest bet
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct

and the second one: God Thinks
God thinks all blacks are obsolete farm equipment
God thinks the Jews killed his son and must be punished
God thinks the white man is Satan
God, they know what God thinks
God thinks we should all convert to Judaism
God thinks we must all be Christians and
God thinks we should all embrace Islam
God thinks the only true religion is Hinduism
And I
I know what God thinks
God thinks you’re a waste of flesh
God prefers an Atheist
God thinks all people like you are evil
God thinks all people like you are an embarassment to creation
self-righteous, judgemental, first to throw the stone
and use His name for your own protection
God thinks the sun revolves around the Earth
God thinks there was something very wrong with Copernicus
God thinks abortion is murder and
God thinks everything that science gave us is wrong
God thinks women deserve it
God thinks AIDS is a form of punishment
I hate people who blame the Devil for their own shortcomings and
I hate people who thank God when things go right
And I
I know what God thinks
God thinks you’re an idiot
God prefers a heretic
God God
God thinks all people like you are evil
God thinks all people like you are an embarassment to creation
self-righteous, judgemental, first to throw the stone
and use His name for your own agenda
God is a liberal
God is a democrat
God wants you to vote republican
never trust a man who puts his words in the mouth of god
and says that it’s absolute truth
its lies and it smells like death
its all in a day’s work taking money from the poor
Why do you think that God would need your dirty money
if he wanted to start a holy war?
self-righteous, judgemental, first to throw the stone
and use His name for your own protection
God thinks puppies need to die and
God thinks babies need to drown
’cause God is neither good nor bad
God is you and me
God is Everything

Restaurants and desserts

Yesterday for the first time since long, I went to a restaurant by myself, like I used to do frequently before I met Lenore.

In a local Nepalees-Italian restaurant (yeah I know, weird combination) I took the spaghetti of the chef and a glass of red wine.
The spaghetti was really good while the wine was not the best I ever had…

But the dessert…
When I took the menu to choose a dessert I noticed something I didn’t know: Sewai.

It turned out to be a combination of a cream with small spaghetti pieces, chocolate sauce, coco powder and a ball of vanilla icecream…
It was a really weird combination (especially the spaghetti) and it will never be one of my favorite desserts

Find an online recipe here (not exactely the same):
http://100recipes.blogspot.com/2008/01/sewai-kheer.html

So, on to the weekend.

My son is coming over and I hope that Daughter will come too… she has skipped the last few weeks so I kinda missed her much. (bear in mind that I have NO legal authority over her and thus cannot -and will not- force her to come. It’s just that if she stays at her grandma’s, she allowed to do whatever she wants… kids ey )

Reader Challenge

I’ve become intrigued by the wonderfull world of dreams. Quite a few times I have written down (here) some of my dreams.
I believe dreams are a way of your subconscience to cope with day-to-day or self-development problems. Therefor, dreams are one way to learn more about oneself.

But I am not only intrigued by the messages that are hidden in those dreams, but also by the vast variety of dreams that exist. My dreams are complicated stories often in several parts. Other people dream just short “events” (eg. I was in the supermarket and I dropped a bottle of milk. End of dream.” Or they dream without color, or even without images (just black and white shapes)… whatever.

So, that’s why I’m curious…
How do you dream? You don’t have to tell me all the details (although I love to read about them), just what kind of dreams you have. Complicated stories? In color? Sounds? Smells? More details? Lots of people or just you?

I wonder if my dreams are so structural different from anyone elses dreams.

*yawn*                     (LOL)

Oh wow… I’m speechless (updated)

Well, in real life I was, just seconds ago…

Since a few weeks, I have noticed that our teamleader has asked someone of our team to take over some of my workprograms. A forty-something woman without any carreer aspirations. That way, I get more freedom to be creative in my job in stead of working under time pressure. Ofcourse, I should provide the necessary info to the teammember and still stay up-to-date of my project.
Frankly, I think it is because I have expressed my desire to become a manager. So this way they can test my capabilities as a line-manager, without anything official.

The team member that is assisting me now, doesn’t really get along (professionally) with her line-manager who is also part of our team. So the last few months I had already helped her out with information when she didn’t get it from her line-manager. And I did it just because she is a teammember. We work as a team. All five of us. A success for the team is a succes for me and visa versa. It’s the best team I’ve worked for so far.

And just now, she came to me and whispered “I have nominated you for employee of the Quarter.” She said it with tears in her eyes, really gratefull. She meant it. And wether or not I “win” the title (and money-prize) of employee of the month doesn’t matter to me. Just the bare fact that she nominated me wiped me off my feet. I just didn’t know what to say. I barely managed to utter a measely “Thank you”. Those that know me, know that it is usually impossible to make me speechless. Normally, I have an answer ready at all times.

But this time I just didn’t know what to say…

Wow…

update: Jeez… I’ve already received 3 nominations today and the day isn’t even over…

Once again a dream 17march2009

This morning I woke up due to the alarm and I remembered my dream. It has been a while because I do not do any effort anymore since the lessons were canceled. Somehow this dream seemed to be important so here it is:

I was playing a card game with someone where I had to kill people  by means of eg. a sniper-card.
Suddenly I get a message that my Granny is dying. It is so bad that she won’t be given last rites because the priest probably won’t make it in time anyway. (go figure )
So I hurried to get to my car. Someone else also wanted to go to Granny and it became a sort of contest to get there first (don’t remember WHY it was important to get there first)
Apparently we were in a school-building and lots of concerts were given. A different music style on each level. Since I wanted to go to Granny, I left level -3 to go to the main ground floor. On the staircase an old school friend told me the music on the -1 level was really cool (hard rock) but ofcourse I had no time to check it out. Arriving at the grround floor (schoolyard) I remembered that my car was parked somewhere underground in the building I just left. So I turned and went downstairs again. Again on the staircase someone asked me why the hell I was going to level -3 since they only played stupid chambermusic there. I answered a simple “I know” and hurried on. Another friend asked me why I was carrying a gun with me and I showed him that it was just a toy gun by shooting in the ait two times.
When I arrived at level -3, I got into my car and drove to the exit (speeding). At the exit I turned left where I should turn right (=ghostriding) so I turned and took a wrong exit. After a few detours, I drove to the correct highway and went on to drive to Granny, but I was hugely behind the other person going to Granny…

And then I awoke.

comments to self:
1. I played a card game where battles are fought.
2. The guy that asked me about the gun works in the pub I visited yesterday
3. Do the different levels of the school represent the different levels in conscience? So when I went to the ground level in a hurry I was wrong (looking at my ratio maybe is wrong? Maybe I need to look more to my subconscience?)
4. When exiting the parking, I took a wrong turn but eventually ended up in the right way (Did I make some mistakes in the past that had me going in the wrong direction but has everything turned out fine now? I do feel happy now…)
5. I went to bed at 1.30am and woke by the buzzer at 6.30

Diary of Diarrhea and more

Hmm… I’m starting to believe that my previous post was profetic… Last time I wasn’t sure if I just had caught the flu or if I was sick because f the (lots of) nuts I ate. But now I haven’t eaten any nuts so I guess we can rule that out…

Yesterday I started feeling “funny” in my intestins. Tonight I awoke several times with the urgent need to drink. Just the same as a couple of weeks ago. And today diarrhea is lurking around the corner I guess.

So, if all my assumptions are correct that would mean that tonight I will feel feverish. And then from tomorrow on I will have high fever for 3 days. (and lets not forget the wost diarrhea I’ve ever had)

Hmm… and next week I’m supposed to move the essentials of my lab at work… I guess if I’ll be sick someone else will have to do it for me. I just hope they will move everything I need because I won’t be able to enter my own lab for a couple of months.

Also, since last week, I’ve been given a supervisor role. Officially someone is helping me cope with the loads of work I have in my 2 projects. But I believe they are testing me in this supervisor role to see if I can handle having people work for me. In my “carreer talk” I mentioned my desire to grow within the company. And let’s not forget that my manager was doubting wether I would get 1 or 2 promotions within the next 5 years. And even with 1 promotion they would have to make me a line manager…
So far (just one week I know) everything is going perfectly. We work great together. The woman working for me has already complimented me for giving so much information on the projects. Something her official line-manager never did. So she likes the extra info and I like inspiring people

I just hope she won’t think she made me ill     (just joking)

silence

Not much is happening the last couple of days…

Last week I spent some wonderfull days with the kids. I loved it.
But this week, I just don’t seem to awaken.
Somehow I am tired all day.

Let’s hope it’s just a off-week. But last time I felt like this, a week later the fever hit me…

Koeievlek is gone :-(

Just right now my neighboor came to tell me that my cat Koeievlek was dead and in their garden.
So I burried him :’-(

Thanks, Koeievlek for all the hugs and cuddles you gave me…