Couldn’t wait…

The boyfriend and I contemplated waiting with the next visit until the end of May for his birthday, but as it turns out we couldn’t wait. So I’m going over for a week in March. Hooray!

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If the boyfriend can get some time off work we may check out some flats for renting, to get an idea of what’s out there – and what I like/don’t like. Since most likely he will have to be the one finding us a place – what with me living in another country and all.

Only two weeks to go until I get to see him again. Makes me happy!

Two Months

That’s all that’s left on my employment contract. Two months.

I have very mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it feels nice with a bit of a break, since I’ve been feeling increasingly worn down and exhausted. On the other hand, it means I won’t have a salary. I should be able to get unemployment benefits, but obviously that’s a lot less.

It also means that we’re getting closer to the time when I will be moving over to the UK, to move in with the boyfriend. Which is something I’m really looking forward to. Having more free time should mean that I could get some more preparations done.

We still have to decide on how to get my stuff across, for example. Do we hire a removal company, or do we rent a truck and drive ourselves? How do I get my dog across (either taking him along if we drive ourselves, or on a flight if we do a company). Having to find someone to adopt my cat, since she can’t really come along. I don’t think she’d handle the transition from a quiet, country life to bustling city very well.

Then of course we have to schedule a visit for me to go to the UK so that we can look for an apartment.

So yeah, having that time off is probably going to be useful. There’s a lot to do when moving to another country. (Part of me envies the people who just leave everything, but I love my stuff too much!)

Telemarketing

Ever so often (a bit more often than I’d like), I have someone call me up, trying to sell me something. Why is it that they a) never actually listen to you and b) will never take no for an answer?

Some of them have become easy to say no to now, though. “Sorry, I’m moving abroad this summer.”

It doesn’t help when they’re not listening though.

Telemarketer: Hi! As a valued customer to … Book Club, we’d like to offer you a choice from five books for free!

Me: Oh… Well, do I have to buy any more books after that?

Telemarketer: Yes, but… <insert random segments about why it’s so great>.

Me: Okay, well sorry then. I’m moving abroad this summer and I’m trying to have as little as possible with me. I just got rid of a whole bunch of books.

Telemarketer: But our service is great <insert random segments about why it’s so great>.

Me: Yeah, but I’m still moving this summer and I don’t want more books to take along.

Telemarketer: (finally seems to understand what I’m saying) Oh, okay. Bye!

(It should be noted, that this “valued customer” hasn’t actually been one since I moved to The Netherlands, which was in May 2000.)

I love books, and it’s difficult for me to not buy any. At least there’s Kindle. So I can buy books without it adding to the pile of stuff I’m bringing with me to England. Finding the Kindle app for my iPad was the best thing for me!

Good start to the week…

Yesterday was not a good day for me. The oddest thing happened when I was at the gas station to fuel my car. I started putting the fuel in as usual, and then after maybe 20 seconds or so – it all came back up again!

I’m not entirely sure what happened. Some weird fuel backdraft? It acted like when you try to pour more water into an already full water bottle (only my fuel tank was far from full), and it came back up rather violently.

This meant that I was basically showered in gasoline. My pretty, black winter coat reeks and is possibly ruined. The gloves I was wearing went straight into the bin, cause they were smelling so incredibly badly.

I just hope that I can get the stench out of it. Since it’s a wool coat I can’t just toss it into the washing machine either.

Oh well, fingers crossed that I can get it sorted – cause I don’t really want to shell out for another winter coat.

Anyone else been having a bad day/bad start to the week?

This cheers me up ;)

This cheers me up ;)

Etsy

I’m a big fan of Etsy. You can find a lot of neat things there, and lately I buy a fair amount of my gifts from that site. (When I can wait for the delivery time.) It’s difficult to find gifts sometimes, when your budget is limited. Most of the things people wish for are things they can’t necessarily buy themselves, and if they can’t buy it – then the odds are I can’t. So instead, I’m trying to find some more personal gifts on Etsy.

During Christmas I got a few things, mainly related to Hearthstone for my siblings who are into that game. And in January my dad and sister H had their birthdays, so I got them some personal things.

My dad is a guitar player, so I got him this guitar pick:

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My sister got a Kindle for her birthday from mom and them, so I got her this cover for it. From the description it’s made to look like the first edition of Pride & Prejudice. I don’t know how true that is, but it’s still a neat looking cover. (A quick Google search later, and I can tell you this was actually the 1895 edition. I’m not surprised, since the original publication never named the author.)

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When looking at Etsy, I can find so many neat things. Many that I want myself. If I won the lottery, I’d fill my house with things from Etsy. And pets. It’s probably best that I don’t win the lottery…

Exhausted

I’m running out of energy very quickly lately. To the point where I’m tempted to say that I don’t have any left. I’m having to force myself to do everything, and it’s getting more and more difficult. When I’m not working, I’m usually sleeping. When actually awake and not at work, I don’t really do anything, I just half-watch some tv-show or do some easy bits in a game.

Twice a week I have to get up at 5.30 rather than the usual 7. And then do a full day’s work, alone at the office. It’s stressful work, and I’m not handling it well. This morning there was a difficult thing to solve, and I was struggling a lot. I was feeling so tired and worn down that for a while I could do nothing but cry.

Last night I was crying too. I’m just feeling so tired, and that in turn makes me feel frustrated. But most of all I just feel tired.

It’s an awful feeling when you’re feeling so tired that all you want to do is sit in a corner and cry. Or maybe sleep. Sleep sounds good.

Your argument is invalid

So… I came across this on my Facebook feed the other day.

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Whenever I see these, I have to grind my teeth. You know what? I was never spanked as a child, and guess what? I also have respect for others. So do a lot of people who were never spanked. There are also a lot of people out there who were spanked, who don’t have respect for others.

So, really. Your stupid post means nothing.

If we’re going by the logic in that image, then we can pick any random thing that happened to you and say that it formed you in some way. Then pretend like because it had X effect on you, it should have the same effect on everyone else. Sure, the post doesn’t explicitly state that people who are spanked have respect for others, and people who aren’t don’t. But it’s heavily implied.

I just don’t think that corporal punishment automatically makes someone a better behaved person. If anything, I’m leaning towards it just making you fear your parents, rather than actually understanding the difference between good and bad. You just know that you shouldn’t hit your little brother because then someone will hit you.

I don’t know. I know corporal punishment is very common in a lot of countries. But I just don’t think it’s the answer to why people are rude and misbehaved. I’ve seen kids that I know are spanked who are equally rude and misbehaved to kids who aren’t.

Since the difference seem minimal at best, I’m just tempted to say there’s no point to corporal punishment. Admittedly I’m biased, since I live in a country where corporal punishment is illegal. Funnily enough though, our kids aren’t less well-behaved than others. (Come on, most kids are little monsters, no matter what!)

What do you guys think? Do you think corporal punishment make for more well behaved children?