Feb. 16th, 2007
Oh, FRIDAY!
Feb. 16th, 2007 10:01 am...and my parents will show up here tomorrow. Which means we've got some last-minute things to do, like putting our big rocking horse for adults out of the living room into the dungeon *G* I also need to get rid of some garbage.
Hamburg contact called and told my husband they are awaiting the customer data on CD via snailmail. Hm? This is all so weird. Please, universe, send me a big, sensible project ASAP. This small-small stuff drives me crazy.
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Hamburg contact called and told my husband they are awaiting the customer data on CD via snailmail. Hm? This is all so weird. Please, universe, send me a big, sensible project ASAP. This small-small stuff drives me crazy.
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My parents just phoned - from their home number! They had to turn and drive back home after a third of the distance, because my mom didn't feel well. (Her health isn't in a good state, and I think it's 80% psychosomatic...my husband even thinks she allergic to Northern Germany ;) Anyway, they won't come.
EDIT: My remark about psychosomatics...please, don't misunderstand it. I take it damn serious and have inherited my share of them. But she didn't really feel like coming here right now, and this in combination with her latest intake of antibiotics and eating too little was probably a combination of doom right ahead...
*looks around in a rather clean house*
Sigh. Now I was really looking forward to meeting them and showing them around. Sh*t.
EDIT: My remark about psychosomatics...please, don't misunderstand it. I take it damn serious and have inherited my share of them. But she didn't really feel like coming here right now, and this in combination with her latest intake of antibiotics and eating too little was probably a combination of doom right ahead...
*looks around in a rather clean house*
Sigh. Now I was really looking forward to meeting them and showing them around. Sh*t.