Getting what you want.....

....is not nearly as important as giving what you have. Did I mention I'm a stress-eater? Well, I am. If I'm stressed (or 'stretched' as my mother says, because she doesn't speak English and still she's right if you think about it. Another example of my mother's English: my parents live in an appartment and the front door to the building is made of glass. The whole door! And after a birthday party one of the guests, I don't know if he had one too many, tried to walk through that door without opening it. When my mother told me the story over the phone, she said: "Hij zat helemaal Disney op de trap." He was so Disney, he had to sit on the stairs. 'Stressed' and 'dizzy' are words that are frequently used in the Dutch language. We borrow words from all kind of languages actually. Don't ask me for examples, can't think of any other examples now. Oh yes, 'trottoir' for instance! A common Dutch (or French) word. But that wasn't what I wanted to talk to you about today.) I eat! You know they are renovating our bathroom don't you? And that we have to limbo dance to get to the downstairs toilet (oh, that's another borrowed common word in the Dutch language too) because of all the rubbish, I mean equipment, the bathroompeople store in our Great Hall (that's what we call it because we have A) no idea what else to call that room and B) we have 'attitude' ). Well, my desk is in the Great Hall too. So we could of course call it the study, but somehow that doesn't fit the Great Hall. Or our attitude. Up to last weekend I could easily limbo dance my way to my desk. But after that weekend (in which we had the birthday parties for 5 people all in one party in our house, which was the idea of my mother and sister), for some reason I'm restricted in my limbo dance movement. I now bump into things on my limbo way. So...I don't know if it is because the bathroompeople stored some more stuff there or because of all the chocolate and crisps I've been gobbling down in a couple of 'stretched' out moments. It's probably the first option. Yep. I'm quite sure. I think. Most probably. I use one of the toilets upstairs (we have 4 toilets in total in our house, and STILL people can't find one) so as far as that need goes I'm okay, but my camera and the uploadingthing for uploading photos onto my computer are on my desk. And I need them to upload the very interesting photos of the very interesting discovery they made while dismantling our bathroom. Trying to get to my desk leaves me covered in bruises so it's a choice I have to make. Will I keep you in suspense now or will I sacrifice my unblemished (haha) body and limbo over to the desk to get the uploadingequipment. Hmm. You will find out soon how much you mean to me ;-)