April 19, 2017

High maintenance

Hope a book will come out of it

December 24, 2016

12 days of blogging Christmas...day 12

That's it..we're just one day away from Christmas.

Unlike the previous years, when I had my whole family with me, tradition changed a bit this year: I'll spend Christmas Eve with one of my best friends. 

 My man's abroad.

My son's with the dark side - his father, that is.

My parents didn't want to come over.

  So that leaves
so to speak.

All I can think of is that...it's just different

When I was young, I always dreamed of having a party at my house with friends and family.

Now, however, I understand that, for Christmas, we can have one or the other. At least, in my case.

Merry Christmas to all of you, wherever and with whoever you may be!


December 23, 2016

12 days of blogging Christmas...day 11

Day 11
    Today should've been a day when I'd be lying on my living room couch, covered with a warm blanket, watching a bad...ish Christmas movie and sipping from an obscenely large cup of coffee.

  This is what people (lazy like me) should be doing once they're done with their Christmas shopping. 
But did I get to do that??? 
  Of course not.

     Instead, I sat on my office chair and tried to make it look like I was actually working. 
      It was so damn hard cause there was a general lack of mood. Everyone found reasons to get up : 
    go see people for a fake issue or something that could've been solved over Skype
chat a bit
 drink some water 
realize coffee is needed, so run to the coffee machine
chat again
and so on...

Oh then lunch break...
Coffee break...
Toilet break...
At some point, I had this crazy idea...

    But...I thought this through and realized I'd just end up paying for shit and work on another computer for the rest of the day.
      To make the day go faster, I ate enough chocolate to know that I'd be dead if I were a diabetic and drank enough coffee to stay up for at least 2 days straight.
  Buuuut, since I've been on a sex diet (and by that I mean - I had NONE OF THAT and not by choice) for the last month, I can honestly say that : 
   9 hours, 1000 g of chocolate, 1500 ml of coffee later, it was finally time to go home and watch that damn Christmas movie. 
    Instead, Gladiator was on, so....

PS: Hey, Christmas, are we there yet? 

December 22, 2016

12 days of blogging Christmas...day 10

      Tonight I introduced my son to Charles Dickens's, "A Christmas Carol". We saw the 2009 movie.
He liked it, but hey...What can I say?  It wasn't Pokemon.

I actually carry on with the tradition of watching Christmas movies during this time of year. Few days ago we saw Home alone 3, for the 47th time. 
    The most important thing is that, at the end, he understood the idea: he understood that one has to give something back, that one can change lives if they care enough.
    I was, however, impressed once more by Dickens's idea, over 170 years ago. I read it first while I was in high school and loved it...over 170 years ago :-P Then saw a million movies based on it.
    How wonderful to write a story of kindness and humanity by turning to the three regions of time: past, present and future.
  The novella talks about change - the main character, "a squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner" changes into someone capable of love, joy, generosity, and compassion.
    I'm someone who does not believe in people, who lacks trust, who always sees the bad first, but I am capable of appreciating genuine good things when given to me by the right people.
 Otherwise, I wonder if I need to see my own ghosts...

December 21, 2016

12 days of blogging Christmas...day 9

Help - make it easier or possible for (someone) to do something by offering them one's services or resources.

   There's no definition for helping oneself though, no user manual, but it's still one of the things that I'm trying to learn along with my son and some of my friends. 
  As far as I see, I'm getting good at it cause

I believe very strongly in the power and ability to help ourselves. 

But we don't always do it, cause it's so damn hard. 
It's actually easier, from my perspective, to help others.
   But we don't always do that either. 

I believe that, being able to help ourselves gives us freedom.
Because, what is better than not depending on others for anything?
But only some of us seem to chase this freedom. 

Could it be that the fake Freud quote is actually true?
 That freedom = responsibility and people flee responsibility?
   The R word is indeed a word used by grownups in their world and, many of us are still struggling in it.
P.S.: Would it work if I just decided to help myself become a millionaire? Probably it'll take more than just deciding, right? Aaaaand that's the difference right there, between me and the 19 year old who's the CEO of the coolest brooms startup something...Already asking too many questions.

December 20, 2016

12 days of blogging Christmas...day 8

     Why do we

Believe in others rather than ourselves.

Believe in stories and fairy tales.

Believe in lies rather than the truth.

     Why do we make our children

 We do teach them to believe in
and follow them, but at the same time we tell them about a fat man, with a long white beard, dressed in red, who, somehow reaches all the children of the world in one night and comes down the chimney carrying gifts.

 Do you ever wonder if it's a choice for them? Do they CHOOSE to believe in

Are we still children with the choice to believe that, at some point, we will have that magic in our lives? 

     That we're entitled to it?

That we deserve it?

Look at us, all grown up, choosing to believe that, around Christmas, magic and miracles can and will happen.

 And you? What do you

Will it ever come true?