I never had a pet growing up. Unless you count a couple of goldfish that died because my uncle overfed them while we were away on holidays. [Read more…]
Holidays, holidays, man, sometimes I really hate holidays. Well ok, I really only hate holidays when I am about to take one.
I don’t know why, but the thought of going away for a few days or weeks (or months) just makes me feel stressed. Having to clean the apartment, making sure everything (the cat, our chickens) is looked after while we are away. [Read more…]
Artur and I have always made an effort to reduce our plastic usage – whether it be saying no to plastic bags, not buying vegetables wrapped in plastic or never buying coffee in a takeaway cup. But I decided, let’s try and make more of an effort. For the next month, we have to attempt to not buy anything plastic. I don’t know how successful we will be (I already see wet cat food as a problem), but we may as well try. Let’s see how easy (or hard) it is to really not buy anything new that is made of or packed in plastic.
Small talk – I really bloody hate it.
Where are you from? How long have you been in Berlin? All these questions, I try and avoid asking them unless I really have to.
I used to love driving. These days, I feel like I could happily live without ever driving again. (But I will do it.) [Read more…]
People often ask me why I refer to Artur as my boyfriend and not my husband. Firstly, I do not like the word ‘husband’. To me, it somehow seems old, as well as old fashioned. Secondly, we only got married for visa reasons. We may be a happy couple, but the only reason we got married was to make things easier. [Read more…]
I am typing this on a MacBook. I have a Gmail account. I scroll my Facebook feed. I read books on a Kindle. There’s no escaping these big tech companies. [Read more…]
I am doing absolutely nothing special for New Year’s Eve. I may even go to bed before midnight. The fireworks outside have been going on for hours already, and it is only 8pm.
I used to love Christmas. Now I have no Christmas spirit.
When you’ve been a hoarder your whole life, attempting to become a minimalist is extremely hard. However, I believe it can eventually be done. If I managed to travel for a year with just one carry on backpack, surely cutting the crap I have at home must be achievable, right?