in which I quit my job and revive my blog for a bit

I haven't been around much lately. Due to the invention of twitter and facebook and other social networks I've reduced my brain waves to 140 character messages at a time and not much else.

I quit my job on Tuesday, I was urged to by my own body and my gf and for once I followed the advice given to me.
I feel a lot better now that I know my time here is finite. No more fighting for leave and no more fighting for paid overtime. Those are fights other guys fought for me decades ago - I shouldn't have to again, because of some colonists who haven't read the memo.
There were other things going horribly horribly wrong and I realised that I wasn't talking about much else anymore. It does put a strain on yourself, your partner and the relationship you lead. Not. Good. At. All.

Also, I was getting more and more exhaused until my doctor finally proclaimed that I'm her newest Burn-Out Patient. Great.

So, I'll still have to fight my way through July and the I'll be free. Free to sleep in, free to take time for myself, free of obligations, free of money probably too. But I don't care because I live in a wellfare state and if I really have to I'll find a job quick.

So, that's about the news I have so far, but I'll probably be back with some more soon and let you know how the trip to Budapest went.

Have a good Week-end.

change of scenery

yesterday around midnight, so maybe even today, gf and I decided that we need a change. We love our new living room all new and shiny. But we figured that something neded to be done about the cosiness (sorry for that word) of it all. So we started moving around our furniture. Our downstairs neighbours didn't complain because we have a wood floor and our furniture wears padfoots or whatever one would call them.
So everything's changed. We didn't exactly gain space or anything, but it's so much cosier now that I really hate being at work right now.
WANNA GO HOME!!!!

PS: there is even a better spot for our dwarf bunnies now!!

facing walls

sometimes you find yourself in front of a wall that someone put there very matter of factly. and what do you do then?
i used to talk to it and when that didn't work I grew up.
the walls were smaller then and one could just step over them.
but somehow there's always someone so much bigger than yourself and then growing up just isn't an option anymore, cuz this is as big as you get.
so what I did then was to start screaming at the wall to make it crumble, I used to pound against that wall until my fists bled, then my wrists broke and I just slid down to lean against that wall and weep.
giving up never is an option. it's often only about reprieve but finding out who puts the walls there makes quitting come closer, and the fists heal slower then. the will to pound against that wall is diminished and the power loses itself in sensless pain and after a while, painless senses.
it hurts to face a wall like that and I'm still waiting to heal.
it's a very dark alley and it's very silent but noone hears anything. Not a place where you wanna spend a night.