I realize that my posts are getting further and further apart. I’m not sure why that is but maybe it’s because I don’t have a whole lot to tell. Or it’s just that I’m occupied with life. Maybe a combination of both. Fact is that I’m not having to ponder so many things anyway. I just spend my time, as the old Roxette song goes.
This weekend has, like all other weekends, been a bit too short. It always feels that way. And you never really know what you’ve done once it’s over. I do however know that it’s been good. Short party for a cousin. Hung out with Sonja spending hours on the balcony just talking and eating snacks. Visited a new friend in the outskirts of our town (Torsbo). Also hung out with a couple of other friends. I’m getting addicted to Storytel as well. Been listening to three audiobooks over the past month so far. Getting into the Michael Connelly books about Harry Bosch. Love it. Started Fredrik Kessiakoff’s autobiography as well.
This coming week I’ll be starting to work 75%. The past 6-8 weeks I have only been doing 50%. But I’m sure it will be fine. On Thursday and Friday we’re heading for the coast with work, our annual work conference. And on Friday after that I’ll be going with my boss to Bovallstrand to visit a customer who has invited us to celebrate a new part of their gallery. On Saturday I’m taking part in a race around Åsunden called Åsunden Runt. It’s a race for cancer research, where all of the money from the entry fees go to cancer research. Love it!
But now I’m off to bed since I’m gonna try to get up early for once. Nighty!
Cycling not a good way of exercising? Huh!