Since Mr. Swiss left for his golden oldie retreat I discovered there are many things I had to learn to do on my own. He was always there to ask and avise and now I have to do it myself. Thank goodness for my cleaning lady Lucia. She has lived on her own for many years and tells me she had to learn to do it herself. However, Lucia is not me and I must say I am glad for her advice and help.
Up to now I have learnt how to do a tax declaration on my own, and I was so proud when it was accepted. I also fixed the hose for my plant in the garden, although that was no very successful. After giving myself an unwanted shower with the hose, I have realised that I will have to purchse a new one. Luckily at the moment they have a special offer.
Now my printer is telling me it is thirsty and needs new ink. After a search on Internet, with some help from Lucia, I discovered the refills I need and ordered them. They are not cheap, but I ordered a complete selection to have enough for the next time my printer tells me it is hungry. I actually only need the grey colour. Now the next step is to insert it in the printer machine. – no problem. I will try, otherwise Lucia is here next Tuesday to assist.
Just one achievement after the other at the moment – I hope. Of course you learn by your mistakes I heard.
Does it really need two men, one with a tractor and the other with a scooter and attachment to clean a small road sign? They really take their job seriously. I take it that the guy with the bike had the most important job to watch that the other guy did the job properly.
The match was a few years ago, an UEFA cup final and it seems that there was a discussion between the Dutch goalkeeper Edwin van der Saar and the referee and linesman. Of course I was not personally at the match, but took the photo from the TV screen. Edwin van der Saar happened to be one of my favourite footballers at that time, although he is now retired. As the nationalities of the referees and his helpers were all different I often wondered how they actaully conversed with the footballers when they had a problem.
Not that Mr. Swiss was a security freak, although he always made sure that everything was secure if we sent anywhere and locked all the outside doors even if we were at home. Windows were always closed if we were not at home. Although today you can never be too careful. Our neighbour’s apartment was broken into because she left a window open and the thieves managed to make off with some of her jewellery.
However, whilst organising a cupboard yesterday I came across this box marked “Schlüssel” (German for keys) and yes it was full of keys, locks and all the necessary additions. The problem is that I have no idea for what the keys are. Our apartment keys are all together in a safe place and I have the important keys to the safe or the windows, on my key ring. So what are these keys? I have the feeling that Mr. Swiss also no longer knows what their purpose is. OK, better to be safe than sorry, and I have them safely at home.
Cryogenic or not it all survives I see the proof in my plant archives If it snows in the Winter the snowdrops appear And then follow the crocus They have nothing to fear Through cold and ice They show a brave face Nothing stops nature’s race
Married life is full of acceptance, at least from the female side of things. You accept all you other half says and does, although you do not have to support it all. Now that Mr. Swiss is no longer at home, in a golden oldie refuge, he is not far away and I still respond to his cries of help. Today I got a message on my phone whether he might have a pair of training shoes (Puma or adidas) as he would need them in his newly discovered life. I then proceeded to clear out the cupboards and cleaned up his 16 pairs of such shoes, all in his size and in excellent condition as I do not think he had worn them more than once or twice. I the took photos of all 16 pairs and sent them to him in his golden oldie enclave for approval. I hope he was not disappointed that there were no Puma or Addidas, but there was a Rebok amongst them and even a pair of Sketchers. As I do not think he is going to train for the golden oldie games I am of the opinion that a light pair of Sketcher shoes would do the job.
He replied that on my next visit I should bring a selection with me, which of course I will. I discovered that you are never really separated, and as a woman I again accepted his wishes, although I was at home today. It was our local paper and cardboard collection day and that was something he had to accept.
I am Ahmed Abdi, a Wordpress blogger and storyteller who searches for stories that inspire people. I love writing because it’s a reflection of how I perceive the world around me. Lost in a world of endless chaos in my childhood, Unforgettable moments of tragedy and triumphs taught me the art of storytelling where I found myself through letter writing and then turned into stories but then sadly had lost everything I wrote for years. In 2018, I decided to create a Wordpress blog site that would allow me to store and retrieve every piece. Stories from my community, city and people are what make my writing so interesting and inspiring! I’m a tea lover so a cup of tea sometimes makes my blog.
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