Despite the fact that this weekend was three days long instead of the usual two, it’s been so busy I don’t feel like I got a chance at beeing with my bear and rest up. Partially because today I’m ending the weekend with a double work shift, partially because despite my very social behaviour, I can’t handle being social for more than a few hours at a time and it usually ends with me greatly enjoying my alone time. Because of this, I’m playing hooky from my apprentice work meaning I’m only working my evening shift at my part time job.
Anyway, so what have I done? Thursday I came home from work and shared a bottle of wine with the Bear, which totally messed me up and I slept long into the day on Friday. Around noon I helped someone move his and his girlfriends’ separate stuff into their new, joined apartment.
Later in the evening we went off for a coffee and a movie “state of play” with another couple. It’s actually not that bad by the way.
Now, to the interesting part of the weekend. On Saturday, I flew up to a place called Ostersund for a banquet with the company I work part time with. It was 8 other girls, our boss, her husband, and me. Being a girl of usually no make up and baggy pants (and the occasional skirt), I find it especially fun with occasions that give me an excuse to play dress up.
I looked awesome, as did most of the other girls and boys at the place.
For the first time I found out a little more about what the company is all about. I ended up enjoying the drive the company showed itself to have considering how it’s grown exponentially in the two years it’s existed and I ended up feeling like I wanted to be a part of that, and see how far I could go within the company. It’s a good feeling. The girls in Helsingborg had nominated me as the newcomer of the year. I knew though that I had no chance to win because we were a small group of 15 in Helsingborg while they were a huge group of 150 in Ostersund who had barely heard of us. None the less, even if my name didn’t come up in Ostersund, I was flattered that they had nominated me down here. Very good feeling.
The boss’ husbands’ humour finally got to me at one of the night so I let him know I didn’t appreciate it. He said sorry, I took a cigarette and when I came back in, we were OK again.
All good. If there’s one thing I’m very glad I’ve learnt from my therapy, it’s that it’s much better to just be open about my feelings instead of walking around with a chip on my shoulder or the worry that I’ve done something wrong. Life has become very much simpler because of it.
I got to know my sister”‘-in-law” a little better as well and had a talk with the boss about the possibilities of working enough to not have to take a loan from the government anymore. By the end of the night my feet were so swollen from my high heeled shoes I was about to cry, I was in a good mood and I fell asleep knowing I was going to have the kind of hangover one usually only has after a new years eve party.
I was right. My head was hurting, I was partially too warm and partially having non-stop shivers, and I was constantly hungry. (Why do we do this to ourselves?)
While waiting at the Stockholm airport though, I realized that my mom was on her way home to Sweden from Finland that same day and looked up when she was to land. She was to land 17.55… the same exact time that my plane lifted. A pity, because I would have loved to see her face expression if she saw me as she off boarded the airplane.
Coming home, my wonderful Bear was making dinner with plans of having muffins for dessert.
Being a girl who needs her alone time, it’s quite obvious why I’m badly in need to just hang at home before getting to my daily routines. I needed a break, and by Sunday I was really quite tired of my colleagues (not because they’re bad people, but because I need my alone time) and was ready to come home. The need for some alone time is part of the reason I’m skipping work today.
Sweet tired kisses to all