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As it is Sunday, I'm going to do nothing at all.
Well, that's not such a great difference from any other day since I had my final exam. But on Sundays, I don't feel that bad about being lazy.
We had two babtizms in church this morning, two adults. It's great, and I think our pastor is quite good at drawing people to church. When we first moved here, there were like 2 old ladies and one man in church regularly. Now we're up to about 10 to 15 people who attend services. And that at nine in the morning! (I never understand how I manage to get up that early if I don't really have to.)
Coming home, I've braided a little band to be used as bookmark in the hymnal. It took me about an hour, I was using 5 strands, and the band had to be long enough to be folded in half, so I could get two markers out of it. I'm trying not to think about the fact that we have much more than one hymnal in church.But it's hard sometimes to find the things you need fast enough if you can't look them up and mark them before service starts.
Especially today. *chuckle* We had a student from the college for church music to play the organ, and he apparently had another appointment and wanted to get through fast. He started playing while our pastor was still talking at one time, and played all songs so fast you could hardly catch your breath while singing. I suppose it was the first time he had to play in a service and was terribly nervous, but it still was funny.
Actually, I wanted to be good today and not get on the computer before lunch. It's like trying to stop smoking: the longer you wait before lighting the firt cigarette, the less you'll smoke. And I, the "good girl", who doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, doesn't party, I seem to become internet addicted. Apparently, according to my brother, you're an addict if you check you emails more than once a day. Yep, that's me. In some countries, internet addicts don't have to do military service, as you can't really do a lot with them. Whenever they're not on the computer, they're nervous and can't concentrate. Now, I'm not that bad yet.
I've done quite a bit of stitching yesterday on my cat in a bookshelf. The cat starts getting a face, and two books are recognizable. Don't ask me how many more I have to do, though. The problem is the ton of different colors I have to use. 26, plus 4 that are made up of two strands of different colors. Makes for 30 symbols on the chart. For that number, I have made very few mistakes yet. I'm quite impressed, come to think of it.
I have the best intentions for next week. Send out two more letters of application (even though I might not need them, but you never know), going out on Wednesday night and find out whether that 70s music disco is really full of students, or whether it's just the school kids I think to be there, go to Berlin on Tuesday, read some library science literature so I don't forget everything I've learned. I wonder how much of it I'll actually do. The week after that, my parents go on vacation. They'll take the dog, so I'll be home alone. I wonder if I'll ever get away from the computer then. Well, I have to eat something. But without any real reason to go anywhere, why should I? I'll go to Leipzig on the 31st to get my diploma, copy it and send it to that place I might get to work. So they can get going and invite me for an interview. Oh my gosh, my first job interview. Ever. (Why am I worrying, I haven't even been invited to it yet?!?)
Now I'll go back to my book. I'm reading "The very bloody history of Britain" by John Farman for something like the third time. And I can still laugh. That's very rare, usually jokes aren't that funny after hearing them a second or third time. And I have to check the Dilbert comic of today, get my dose of American office life. Off I go...
Well, that's not such a great difference from any other day since I had my final exam. But on Sundays, I don't feel that bad about being lazy.
We had two babtizms in church this morning, two adults. It's great, and I think our pastor is quite good at drawing people to church. When we first moved here, there were like 2 old ladies and one man in church regularly. Now we're up to about 10 to 15 people who attend services. And that at nine in the morning! (I never understand how I manage to get up that early if I don't really have to.)
Coming home, I've braided a little band to be used as bookmark in the hymnal. It took me about an hour, I was using 5 strands, and the band had to be long enough to be folded in half, so I could get two markers out of it. I'm trying not to think about the fact that we have much more than one hymnal in church.But it's hard sometimes to find the things you need fast enough if you can't look them up and mark them before service starts.
Especially today. *chuckle* We had a student from the college for church music to play the organ, and he apparently had another appointment and wanted to get through fast. He started playing while our pastor was still talking at one time, and played all songs so fast you could hardly catch your breath while singing. I suppose it was the first time he had to play in a service and was terribly nervous, but it still was funny.
Actually, I wanted to be good today and not get on the computer before lunch. It's like trying to stop smoking: the longer you wait before lighting the firt cigarette, the less you'll smoke. And I, the "good girl", who doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, doesn't party, I seem to become internet addicted. Apparently, according to my brother, you're an addict if you check you emails more than once a day. Yep, that's me. In some countries, internet addicts don't have to do military service, as you can't really do a lot with them. Whenever they're not on the computer, they're nervous and can't concentrate. Now, I'm not that bad yet.
I've done quite a bit of stitching yesterday on my cat in a bookshelf. The cat starts getting a face, and two books are recognizable. Don't ask me how many more I have to do, though. The problem is the ton of different colors I have to use. 26, plus 4 that are made up of two strands of different colors. Makes for 30 symbols on the chart. For that number, I have made very few mistakes yet. I'm quite impressed, come to think of it.
I have the best intentions for next week. Send out two more letters of application (even though I might not need them, but you never know), going out on Wednesday night and find out whether that 70s music disco is really full of students, or whether it's just the school kids I think to be there, go to Berlin on Tuesday, read some library science literature so I don't forget everything I've learned. I wonder how much of it I'll actually do. The week after that, my parents go on vacation. They'll take the dog, so I'll be home alone. I wonder if I'll ever get away from the computer then. Well, I have to eat something. But without any real reason to go anywhere, why should I? I'll go to Leipzig on the 31st to get my diploma, copy it and send it to that place I might get to work. So they can get going and invite me for an interview. Oh my gosh, my first job interview. Ever. (Why am I worrying, I haven't even been invited to it yet?!?)
Now I'll go back to my book. I'm reading "The very bloody history of Britain" by John Farman for something like the third time. And I can still laugh. That's very rare, usually jokes aren't that funny after hearing them a second or third time. And I have to check the Dilbert comic of today, get my dose of American office life. Off I go...
