Does anyone remember this lamp? It used to be my reading lamp by the bed, didn’t use it for a few years, found it the other week and put it above the dining table (had found one in a shop that I planned to buy, but what’s better than using the things you already have?). A coffee filter is serving as a shade right now, looks horribe – I know. Gotta find something soon.
This view makes me happy every day. Dreading the day when someone thinks it’s a good idea to do something about it.
We snoozed for 90 minutes this morning, it was super rainy and grey. Had planned to go to Boxi early, but bed was much more appealing. But since I knew we both had to spend the whole day doing bookkeeping, I said OK, Johan, let’s at least go to La Tazza d’Oro for a coffee before work.
Hanging out here for a while this morning.
Had 2 lungo each, talking about everything and nothing. Procrastinating together.
All of a sudden this beauty woke up and showed his face.
Didn’t have one of these for ages. They were standard in every café in Gothenburg when I used to live there. So curious if it has changed, anyone who knows?
It stopped raining and we ended up at Boxi after all. I was shocked, these monstera leaves were 3€. Imagine the time and effort for them to grow big like this.
Brought some mimosa home, aren’t they pretty? I never bought mimosa before and they have a kind of thick, sweet smell that doesn’t really appeal to my nose, but the beauty of them make up for it. The smell reminds me of something good though, childhood Easter or something, trying to remember what.
Well needed colour addition. Love this little rolling table I found in a thrift store many years ago for €15. Contains so many personal memories that go back to when I was 13 (the Poison perfume from my grandmother) and many from my years together with Johan. That tin to the lower left, we bought in London TEN years ago when we went to visit Famapa. The newest thing is Johan’s necklace. Gotta love my dad’s uncle’s old monkey from when he was a kid. And the sailor, you remember him?
Hope your weekend is good. I’m living in this twisted world of feeling very good much of the time and then finding myself not being able to breathe because of stress and pressure. It sounds a bit shallow, but don’t want to get into details here. Everything in life is not pictures of beautiful mimosa you know, the mimosa also stinks. Well it’s life, we all have our struggles. Let’s not compare, other people always have it better or worse.
I don’t know. I just know that I will spend my evening at home and get up early tomorrow and finish that paperwork. Eat something, think a bit too much, drink coffee, probably take some pictures, take a bath, dye my eyebrows, plan the coming week (got a food event at the Canadian Embassy on Monday afternoon that I look forward to – will bring the camera) and try to remember to take deep breaths. You do that too.