27 November 2012

This exhaustion is like a huge wave that keeps coming back again and again. And I am not asking for much, all I want is to get back to my mediocre energy levels of six weeks ago. That would be nice, not shaking in my boots after a short - I swear, barely 3 km! - cycle to the market. No hills, no wind, old ladies overtook me with a smile of pity.
Tomorrow I will be 55 years old and I am huffing and aching like my granny did at age 102. Yes, there is that gene, she cycled until age 93.
R has to leave before daylight for another of these conferences and won't be back for two days, but we are ever so cool and grown up. There's the weekend. And I am taking the day off on account of Heidi Klum's birthday extravaganzas. She went on some workshop on office happiness and has now taken on the job of making everybody's birthday a "special event" which involves balloons and scented candles and singing, forced singing that is, in my office, around my desk. I have seen the look of despair in our postdocs' eyes at the first of these "events" and decided there and then to spare them when my turn comes.

4 comments:

Ellena said...

I hope your office counts enough employees who don't take the day off, to make it A DAY for Miss Klump. We do feel it when it is not really about us, don't we?

Ellena said...

I guess my yessterday comment did not show up early enough.
Today, dear Sabine, is your Special Day on which I wish you better health and many happy days till you turn 56.

Rouchswalwe said...

♪♫ Lebe Hoch, liebe Sabine! ♪♫ I wish you all the best in your new year.

Fire Bird said...

happy birthday and I hope you and R have good celebrations at the weekend