You know the feeling when the alarm rings and you can’t even budge? This is how my mornings have been lately- my body stiff with exhaustion, my limbs aching and my head throbbing with pain. It’s your own fault, I sometimes tell myself, but then it isn’t really, it’s just how this line of work is, either too much or too little to do. A lawyer colleague of mine put it well when I asked him the casual “How’s it going?” and he replied “It’s going to hell, all right”. Haha!
Yesterday I was out for a stroll in the neighborhood with Sam. We stopped by Reprise, my favorite second hand shop in Oslo, where I found a gorgeous cashmere shawl from UK and chatted with the owner about reviving our street. We then crossed the icy park without falling (actually Sam did, but I was lucky not to), heading to Kampen, a quaint area with small and colorful wooden houses, where we bought a birthday card in a pretty flower shop. Further up the street, I had cauliflower soup at Lille Kampen, while Sam waited patiently outside, since dogs are not allowed in eateries in Norway. It was dusk time and the colors were so pretty I almost failed to notice the cold. We should do this more often, we told ourselves.
It´s been so hot in Oslo it´s been difficult to do anything at all, really. Whenever I´ve worked I´ve done so early, but the way back has been an ordeal! I kept feeling I´d collapse before I´ll ever get home. And I find it hard to believe it, since it´s never been this hot this long in all the years I´ve been living here. So I keep pushing myself to do all the things I´d normally do at 25 degrees, but to no avail.
Yesterday I had to tend to my accountancy and since I don´t get internet from the garden I boiled inside. Today was a bit better, I had to translate some documents and I could do it in the garden with Sam, but no beach for this cutie!:-/
Hiding from the heat
A tiny part of me is dying every Sunday evening along with the movie I´m watching. I can feel it through my body, a kind of sadness without reason. I hate Mondays, you see. They represent the end of everything that´s fun while resuming work and routine.
This Monday though was nothing less than perfect. I didn´t work until 12 and even then just for a couple of hours, so I could walk Sam for a whole hour in the morning and eat breakfast for a change. After hours, I bought groceries for a goulash and went to the hairdresser. For three whole hours I was pampered and entertained, had my hair dyed and cut and got to read everything about the new trends in fashion and interior. I felt fresh and light and happy, so I payed Anette a visit at Reprise, the coolest second hand shop in town, and stumbled upon the most beautiful scarf I´ve ever seen! Pure silk from Emilio Pucci at a quarter of the price it costs in the shops! I´m so happy I envy myself for that purchase!
After having made a prima goulash and treated myself with a facial mask, I sat down with a magazine and a glass of prosecco and felt a quiver of bliss. Let the week begin, I´m ready for it!