Week 3 of blogging, not sure if the weekly commitment, to me only, will survive.
As mentioned last week we have thrown a lot of money at a French course. My heavens, what a lot of work, after 2 hours this morning I asked Janet if we could get a refund.
Janet is a hoot, I hope to do 16 classes in the next 12 weeks. If successful I will be where Janet is now. In earnest this morning, when we where each battling our language classes, she asked me for help. Needless to say she figured it out by herself.
My problem when writing fluctuates between what to write about, and then stop running down every rabbit hole.
I have several themes I will expound (bore you shitless) on in the weeks while creating filler between cramming French. Expect a very visual blog on things that give me joy. Photo’s will only be inanimate objects.
Family news, I managed to row 4 times this week. When the alarm goes off at 4.55 it is unusual, as some delivery person starts delivering something between 4.20 and 4.40. He now uses an electric scooter which is far less noisy than the Moto X bike he used before. It possibly would not make any noise if he did not mount the pavement with the bootbox unlatched. This gets me into the games room 2 buildings along, where I have a borrowed concept II, by 5.00 am.
Thank goodness it is so early, I wear a sweatband as I need to keep both hands on the oar. I wheeze and sweat through 6.5-6.8 km for 30 minutes, not a pretty sight. Poor Cleo is the only one that sees the sweaty mess afterwards. She starts early in Lausanne, so she is leaving as I pour myself upstairs.
The exercise, I do it at least twice a week, with the medication all seem to work. My blood pressure is all very good now. Weight seems to have plateaued at 94 Kg after a bottom at 92. Much healthier than the 106Kg this time last year.
Janet is walking up a storm, between the end of radiation and start of hormone therapy. Her migraine tablets may clash with the hormone tablets, so those have stopped, the tablets and hopefully the headaches as well. Janet is dreading the weight and mood changes associated with the hormone therapy. I am sure we will survive this as well.
One of the side effects of the radiation is sunburn. Janet has been battling with the pain and the itchiness of the peeling. Our young Swiss booking clerk suggested cannabis infused oil. I asked him to buy some. Apparently it sits on the shelf nestled between the canola and almond oils alongside the sunflower and olive staples. It appears to help, either that or time actually heals in this case.
Went to Neuchatel yesterday, again, took Paige a coffee table, toaster pot and microwave. The departure of one of the flatmates led to a gap in equipment.
There are rituals that would have made no sense living in SA, on our way back from the delivery run we stopped at the brits grocery mecca https://jbmarket.ch/ to order our Christmas turkey. Most of their imported stuff is expensive, however free range turkeys from them are the least expensive in Switzerland. They are are super tasty, best of all we can collect a few days before Christmas, avoiding having to use limited freezer space.
Next door is a branch of Lidl, so we popped in to get some veg and milk. Well…. there was a freezer with geese, it has been my ambition to have roast goose since moving to Europe. Next Sunday I will realize that ambition. Much more exciting to look forward to than all the French lessons I have to do.
I would love to pour out more but the candle is fizzling, love you.