In December I decided that I had to take another step away from my misery in order to heal. And that meant a step away from LJ, from writing about it. It had to be done. And it's not like anyone's around anymore anyways...only Ithil that I know of. I know most of you guys haven't deleted your journals, you're just living your real lives.
So...here I am...just to let you know that I'm still alive, and that I still think about you guys. I can't say that this is some sort of come back. I most likely will write from time to time, just don't expect a lot of it. Like most of you I to some extent let go of cyberspace. Facebook is less demanding...all the while I don't want to wallow in sadness...it's really like the SMS on internet. It allows me to stay in touch without spending lots of energy or time. (that is since I don't use all those pesky apps.)
As you know I write a blog about life at work, about interior design and what we make of it. I enjoy work as much as ever and realize how lucky I am to do just that. This weekend however, we were supposed to go to the great fair at Hamar, and I had postponed my flight home by 5 days so I could stay with Wicy. The Eyafjallajökul erupting on Iceland put a full stop to that of course. My suitcase is still sitting on my living room floor and I refuse to unpack until Wednesday at least! But the ash-cloud seems to move about in order to hinder me so I am losing faith that I will be going. :(
My boss left a few days ahead of us, together with two other admins from other shops in our region...and as it turned out they ended up being the only people from the north attending the fair! Everyone has been generally unhappy about this, both because of all the work done in vain and because the buyers from the north part of the country, including myself, didn't attend. Bad for business. Last night we went out for pizza and beer to comfort ourselves. I texted with my boss and he said that he had to pay for the food and beverages pre-ordered for 11 more people, so he was about to drink 90 glasses of wine and 45 glasses of brandy to get his moneys worth! And then he was going to drive home in the morning. :S I sure hope he hasn't bought anything ugly.
As a result of this our infrastructure has proven to be wanting. I bet no one had considered that a volcano would be the one to try the lines of transportation. We do not have a railroad up north, it stops in Narvik. The trains, buses and rental cars available has not sufficed to get people to their destinations. John Cleese even took a taxi from Oslo to Brussels! Of course this is the case in several European countries, but the shape and length of Norway, and the closeness to Iceland, made us very vulnerable. The ash-cloud is still moving about up there, and who knows for how long. If Katla erupts we'll have more...I wonder how the airline companies are gonna survive.
I still maintain the blog for the archers, and I still arch a couple of times a month. I'm slowly getting to know the new guys, and I enjoy it at some level even if many of my old friends up there are gone. Hallvard still does his best to ignore me, but I manage to ignore that and behave as I always have. His girlfriend sometimes shoots as well, she seems nice. She has a kid, 4 1/2 years old, he was there last Monday too. Easy going lad, Star Wars fanboy...had no trouble communicating with him. There's a core of these new guys who come almost every Monday, and some Thursdays as well I'm told. The line is getting crowded and that's of course a first. The club is still suffering from the silence Hallvard insists on keeping tho. I can't be sure that he fully understands this but I think at some level he does. Come autumn he'll have no co-admin...both Magnus and Jørgen are leaving the city. The love of the community is almost gone, there is no fondness of it, no drive in anyone to push it forwards. No matter all the fine words that were said on the big meeting last fall no one has made any efforts to make it blossom. I wish he would understand that if he is the vehicle then I am the engine. Even Anna, who's known me for but 4 months, sees this.
Anna...my new friend. :) She's from Poland, 29 years old, has been working in Tromsø as a programmer for a year. I posted a link to my Gotland piccies and Flickr on the blog and she reacted with great interest. Status now is we're going to Visby in August, we found a small cabin just outside the ring wall and we're in the making of new gear. :) And we're going by train. No ash-cloud is gonna stop us!
It seems Bent Are has gone into hibernation, he's suffering from something he names heart failure. It means he's depressed and he won't let me near him. Doesn't answer to texts. I'm used to this weirdness in him so I don't fuss even if I am worried. He's so clever at maintaining his body, I wish he would seek help for his mind as well. And I miss him.
And I feel like we're all missing out.
When I took a break from LJ I continued working to find new friends. So I created a blog for that purpose, for documenting my way back to Visby, and for trying to provoke someone of like minds into contacting me. As I write these blogs in Norwegian they won't be of great interest to anyone in here, but still I do post a lot of piccies so I will enclose the addys in case you're curious.
Fløya BueskyttereWood Dragon Hope you're all well and happy! *hugs each and every one of you*