Yesterday, after nearly 6 long stupid months of waiting, we finally got the contract. You know, the contract. The one from the German office, confirming our move, effective May 3, 2010. Yes, THAT big fat flappin’ contract. (Holla!)
Smell ya later America. It’s been really neat having you as a country. I’ve learned a lot about how to illegally obtain valium when the doctor cuts me off, how to get the most boob job for my buck, and also, what to look out for when it comes to smuggling in Mexicans.
…boy am I going to miss Hawaii though, and Taco Bell. And what the hell am I going to do in all that SNOW? And with all of that sausage? So much sodium, sigh, it can’t be good for a person.
So many decisions to make but so MUCH to get through first. It’s dreadful enough moving to a new apartment in the same city you are already in, but moving to an entirely new country is an absolutely mind boggling experience and we’ve barely just begun.
My “anxiety” problem, which I thought was bad last month, has now, I believe, turned into full blown psychosis. I really, really should not have quit that medication. I am repeating myself. I know. It helps me. I swear. There is a reason why they keep crazy people locked up: it’s so that they STAY IN ONE PLACE. This helps to prevent additional unnecessary insanity. I get that now. I really do.
I take comfort knowing you are all here. You are my constant(s) through these uncertain, unnerving, times…permanent perverted preverted fixtures in my life that I can always count on helping during the most whackingest of times. Thank you.
Oh and Frankzzz. guess what? My Shoes, the ones you love so very much and that you fantasize about, are on a UPS delivery truck headed toward San Francisco from New York with an expected arrival date of March, 30! OMG, you cannot wait Frankzzz! You simply cannot wait!
My latest project… my sanctuary and the only major piece of furniture we are taking with us to Germany. This is actually an antique bed frame brought over from England, some 80 odd years ago. It’s practically going home.
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Hey Colleen , glad you’re back again. You know, in a way we all depending on eachother here on your website. Maybe the rest of the world is insane and we are normal?? Who knows….
It’s odd that it looks like we really know eachother , just by chatting or writing here on your site….it’s becoming an habitude….and yes, I do believe it’s working for you as a therapy ! And also it’s much cheaper than going to a shrimp(shrink..haha)3 day’s a week….;-)
-The Bed : Wow….it sure is a hell of a bed ! ( next time you send a pic, make sure you’re on it ! ( and not the Hubbie !!)
-the shoes : Ha ha…March 30..? forgett it,delivery date will be : May 4 (…sardonic laughter…)
-Hawaii : Buy a hoola-skirt, and for your hubbie a Hawaiian shirt (red will do)and some hula cd’s. Saturday night’s in Munich = Hula night’s !
-Taco Bell Munich : Taco filled with Wieners….
There are lot’s of Mexican Restaurants in Europe Colleen….maybe better than Taco Bell….
-http://maps.google.be/maps?hl=nl&rlz=1T4GGLL_nlBE310BE310&um=1&ie=UTF-8&q=mexican+restaurants+in+Munich&fb=1&gl=be&hq=mexican+restaurants&hnear=Munich&view=text&ei=NtCuS6uQC5n40wT6oP2IDg&sa=X&oi=local_group&ct=more-results&resnum=1&ved=0CB4QtQMwAA
(this is a list of Mexican restaurants in Munich…!)
if the link doesn’t work, just google ‘ mexican restaurants in Munich’….)
I want you to Relax Colleen , just enjoy the exitement for going to a strange place,without knowing a single soul there,a strange place full of unknow dangers and problems.Haha…no girl….just kiddin’ ya…..as I said before….i’m glad for you. This event (!) will be good for you I think. New people,new countries,new habits…..I think it will be great.
I’m reading a book now about the Belgian and other European immigrants into the UNITED STATES from 1850 to 1930. Millions of them where surching for a safe place to live. Many of them departed from my hometown Antwerp.Many Jews,Russians,Germans,Hungarians….often surpressed , wounded and even murdered by the rulers in their homelands.At that time , being an immigrant means they never could return to the Motherland again.Leaving friends,parents,brothers and sisters behind…tough times. Think about this when you’re in Germany Colleen….you allway’s can go back….keep that in mind.
You allway’s can count on me to chat when you’re in Munich,and need an ear….so long Buddy…!
-https://www.pappasitos.de/
i love you frankzzz