Jibber Jabber, Numbers

Where Is Everyone?

While randomly reading stuff on the internet not too long ago, I came across the term Fermi Paradox. For days, I was completely obsessed by the phenomenon some called The Great Silence.

The following is an excerpt from waitbutwhy.com:

Moving back to just our galaxy, and doing the same math on the lowest estimate for stars in the Milky Way (100 billion), we’d estimate that there are 1 billion Earth-like planets and 100,000 intelligent civilizations in our galaxy.

Standard
Simplify

One Item Shopping List

January is a sales month. So this afternoon, D and I went shopping in Kortrijk.

Shopping used to be a fun activity for me in the 90s, but I have evolved. I went to the shops with only one item on my buy list. All I needed was a strong hair grip, because I dropped and broke my only one not too long ago. I ended up buying two, for variety sake. I also added a roll of finger bandage to my purchase because I am running low on that.

I do not need much…

Standard
Events

Birthday Bike Ride

It was my birthday yesterday. It was also the official opening of the new lock in Harelbeke. So instead of cooking up a birthday dinner, I prepped myself up for the first bike ride of the year, injured right hand and all.

The bike ride went smoothly. The opening event began with speeches and was concluded with a brief show of fireworks. A walking route around the lock was then opened to the attendees. We were also treated to the occasional showcases along the way.

After the walk, D and I stopped by the city’s New Year’s gathering. I was a wee bit disappointed that there were no free drinks. Knowing that we will become poorer if we stayed around all these overpriced food and drinks, we decided to purchase some fries from the frituur and then head home.

The ride back was a bit of a slow struggle for me, but I was glad that I did it anyway. So, hooray for this birthday girl who refused to let age, inexperience and injury from stopping me.

Standard
Flashbacks, Health, Jibber Jabber

Weird Health Issues

Since last November, the recovery of my injured finger has been a constant mention during my weekly chats with mom. This past Wednesday, mom suggested that I should look up some online videos to get more information regarding my condition. At my end, I rolled my eyes… and replied her with a very weak okay.

Today, with a wee bit of reluctance, I decided to give the suggestion a try and went looking for online videos with the topic of sagittal band rupture. I have to say, I got a bit wiser and more hopeful after watching two videos by a man who had experienced and recovered from this injury a year ago.

When it comes to health, I have always been the weirdo. I am the only one among my family who get hives. As a child, I get nose bleeds for no good reasons. When other people had only one encounter with measles, I have experienced three! I have had four tooth extractions so far and none of them were due to cavities. The lower wisdom teeth were impacted. And the two small molars had to be removed so that my canine molars can grow properly.

And now, I have to deal with a ruptured sagittal band. Good grief!

Standard
Flashbacks, Jibber Jabber

An Old Rubber Mattress

Under D’s old bed at his parents’ house, laid an old rubber mattress that was bought for D’s sister when she was a child.

When we started our move from Ghent to our current house, the rubber mattress was moved in so that D and I have a temporary bed during the weekends.

The mattress was then moved into the guest room when D and I bought a new one for our bed. Since then, it has been slept on by my visiting friend Judy, my parents, one of our nephews, and myself during those ridiculously hot summer nights when the fan is necessary!

End of last year, D insisted of getting rid of the guest bed. I agreed because we have a sofa bed and I always have the choice of buying a decent air bed for our future guests. So, the bed was given away to our niece, and the mattress moved to our living room, to be taken to the recycling park in the near future. For laughs, D posted the mattress online for €5.

Then an unforeseen incident happened in mid November when I injured my right hand. This put a hold on the mattress delivery to the charity store (wishcycle on our part) or the recycling park, because I really did not want to cause any more traumas to my weakened hand.

After Christmas, we received a message that someone was interested in purchasing the mattress. A man was urgently in need of a mattress for his guest from France, and could not find any clean and decent mattress at the price which we were offering. The transaction went smoothly and we got rid of the old rubber mattress which had been laying in front of the kitchen counter for 50 days. Alleluia! Or so we thought…

New Year’s Day evening, after a lovely but lengthy family gathering, we came back home to see a rolled up rubber mattress at our front door?! Well, I guess that just made us mattress renters. What choice did we have but to move the mattress indoors and laughed at the strange turn in events.

Yesterday, D carried the mattress and stuffed it into the car by himself. We then went to the charity store, crossing our fingers that it will be accepted. The person in charge unrolled the mattress to check for stains and defects, but found none. So to our relief, it was accepted and carried away! And since the kringloop winkel does not know where we live, the mattress will never find its way back to us.

Good bye and thank you dear rubber mattress! You have served us well for more than a decade.

Standard
Business & Creativity, Numbers

January Accounting

The first month of the year often means an extra load of accounting work for me. First, I need to close the books of the past year. Then, I need to bring the end balances forward to the new calendar year. Numbers and formulas need to be analyzed, double-checked and confirmed, especially those pertaining to taxation.

Standard
Food & Drinks, Simplify

Leftovers

Tonight’s dinner consisted of yesterday’s leftovers of the New Year’s lunch we had at the parents. Instead of cooking, we heated up the roast beef, the mushroom sauce, fried up the homemade potato croquettes, and ate these all up with a side of green veggie.

I even finished the red wine which I have opened on Christmas eve. No food waste today!

Standard