I remember never going to bed before midnight in college, even if I had a class at 8.
Well those days are long gone! I catch the bus to work at 7:30 every morning, which means I get up at just after 6. If I’m not in bed by 10 most nights, it starts to catch up to me by mid week. Must be gettin’ old.
Don’t really have much to write, actually. Work has been stressful now that business is picking up. Now that I’m doing more coordinating than translating, I’m dealing with more people’s ignorance, roadblocks and plain old orneriness than before, simply because there are more people involved in every decision. I’ve also picked up some work in the evenings, correcting Master’s theses. They’re all written in English nowadays, and they need someone who actually speaks and, more importantly, writes the language to correct them.
Our garden is going well. This has been literally the coldest May ever, so my tomatoes and chilies aren’t growing at all. But the spinach is about to get out of hand and all the radishes are ripe at the same time, which I for some reason did not anticipate when I planted them all at the same time. Well, live and learn.
Tomorrow evening I’m meeting friends for drinks and dinner. Promises to be fun, as usual. I can’t wait for summer, virtually every restaurant and bar in this country has an outdoor seating area in the summer. Sometimes it’s in the pedestrian zone, sometimes it’s on a roof, more often than not it’s just three tables of 2 blocking half the sidewalk just outside the place. But it’s fantastic. I miss that in the states when I visit, people are just too used to the deep-freeze air conditioning in most restaurants, I think.
