Phew, weekend’s here …

Big presentation finally over, and it didn’t work out bad, too. The last three days before yesterday were tough, though, too much talking and staring at the screen, and we actually finished the last three panels yesterday on the train to Warburg. But, wow, everyone there seemed interested and convinced by our arguments and it seems it was all worth it. I guess I wouldn’t have made it without Grischa, I really needed someone to kick me out of my everyday-work-mood to present some really new ideas to the old people.
Now I face straightening my apartment a little because Sybille is coming to see me tomorrow, we’ll probably be sitting with tea and cookies the two days she’ll be here, weather forecast says it’s going to be raining and snowing or both most of the weekend (it has been raining the last three days, not to mention), and we have a lot to talk about, too.
Last weekend was crazy, I went to a class reunion in Wulfen to meet some of the guys I finished 10th grade with, some of them I had not seen for twenty years. I tried to leave at five in the morning when the waitress in the Gemeinschaftshaus almost fell asleep behind her counter, but we (the last remaining dozen) felt we still had a lot to talk and didn’t want to part, so we walked over to one of us who lives close by and stayed there for another three hours, then I really had to leave because I figured my father would be worried when he got up and found out I hadn’t come home – it turned out he had been up since six a.m. when he got up to pee and didn’t find me, he was worried out of his mind. Goodness, I’m thirty-six! When will that man stop worrying about me?
Anyway, it was great meeting those people again, even some of those I wasn’t best friends with (I wonder, did I have any best friends at that time? Yes, I guess, but not in school), some of them have changed a lot, some not at all. Now that I think about it, the ones that didn’t seem that much changed were the ones I graduated with, and most of them I met a couple of years ago at our 10-year Abi-anniversary. Well, that weekend was really strange, it made me feel old and young at the same time. I discovered Kathi Wrobel lives in Cologne now and we decided to meet there in a couple of weeks, and it seems our men are into the same sort of making music and videos, so they might like to meet, too.
Okay, enough for now, I have to grab a bite to eat and do at least a little cleaning and pushing-stuff-out-of-the-way, my apartment is really neglected after the last two weeks of work.
And, talking about pushing-stuff-out-of-the-way, James, have you sent that box? Grischa is crying his eyes out for that echo machine! Oh well, you know, love you anyway …

~ by bine on January 21, 2005.