New year same pandemic. We are close to the one year mark and when Covid19 first appeared here in Germany and gotten seriously. Eleven months into the pandemic. Can you believe it? I am not sure how I feel about it. It seems like yesterday when I was glued to the news hearing about a new mystery disease no one knew anything about. And on the other hand I feel like we lived through a hundred and ten years in the last months. And then it seems like time is on a stillstand. Whatever the outcome of it all I have a way to look back with my corona diaries. Here is to month 11.➢ KEEP On ReadING
How have you been lately? Are you ok? Things look grim wherever you look. Numbers are rising – of case numbers and death. Currently in Germany every 2,5 minutes a person is dying due to Covid19. And still there are people out there not giving a sh**… What more needs to happen?➢ KEEP On ReadING
When it comes to fragrances my experience shows that there are two kinds of personalities. Ok, maybe three if we are counting the ones that don’t use fragrances at all. I am not talking about those. Either you are having one fragrance in your bathroom, one that you have probably picked up around teenage years and continue to use (until it is discontinued). The other personality is having a whole assortment of fragrances in the bathroom.
Reading the headline you can probably guess what kind of personality I am.
Today I share all my fragrance collection – the ones I am currently using, collecting and which you would find in my bathroom.➢ KEEP ON ReadING
Remember the time right around now last year? We were excited about 2020. We were doing reviews on how our last decade was and made plans what the new decade will look like. We were all excited about 2020 because see how beautiful it looks when writing. So neat, so innocent, so perfect… 2020 I think I am done with you. You did not keep your promise and yesterday I decided I don’t need you anymore.
Dear 2020… you start to annoy me. You make me feel like it is February and yet when I look at the calendar it says November. Where did the time go? What did I spent those month with? I hate wasting time. It is so inefficient. Don’t get me wrong I love my “nothing” time but I choose to waste it. Now you are taking control and the seconds, minutes, hours and days just slip by.
Dear 2020… you show the worst in mankind. So many egocentrics. So many crazy people. So many people who use this pandemic to place their twisted political believes. This scares me. It destabilizes societies and open up ways to believes we would otherwise have energy to battle. But we do not. We are trying to survive. Literally.
Dear 2020… you don’t give us a break. It just started all over again. Lockdowns, frustrations, financial anxiety, keeping distance, not seeing friends, not hugging loved ones.
Dear 2020… you make fun of me. My word of the year was moxie. Yes I see the irony. All those exciting things I wanted to do. All those projects to tackle. All this things to cross off my list. I tried. I don’t care you are laughing. But you know, it is not very nice. Have a look around to 2019 or 2018 they were mean but they were also nice.
Dear 2020… you bring out boredom. But not in the good way. Those days where I start to annoy myself. It is one of the unproductive kinds of boredom. Where you just want to go to bed at 7 pm because you are just so done with everything. I have had enough of those days already. Not even a book can swep me away.
Dear 2020… thank you for not being as terrible as you could be. Thank you for my healthy family. Thank you for a job that pays money. Thank you for a lovely home. Thank you for the husband. Thank you for still laughing in this house despite everything.
Dear 2020… lets part soon and keep each other in our memories but let’s just be friends for a phase in life and not make it a permanent relationship. 2020 I think I am done with you and you have given me your everything. And if you have more to give please don’t.
If Covid19 has anything good to account for it is my reignited love for letter writing. For many many years the joy of penpals was lost to me. But it is back. Well honestly I always loved letter writing and it never really vanished but I haven’t had some continues penpal friendship going on for a while.➢ KEEP ON READING