finally. i'm starting to feel like a real person again. professionally, i mean. at home i'm (almost) always a real person :)

had a meeting with a new client today, and i was referred to as "the expert". which felt great. and the job is going to be fun and interesting, and i'm probaby going to feel like an expert too. very good for my self esteem. being an expert suits me much better than being a clown

hopefully the boss will realise it soon too :P

on my way home from the teeny weeny little airport i passed the princess house. you know, the pale pink one with the pale blue guest house? and a romantic wonderful garden with waist high grass and wild bushy bushes and ghostly paths leading to the fields and a weird homemade viking ship that looked about to fall apart and a greenhouse with a golden knob on the roof. there was a sad romantic reason for it to be for sale too. we didn't buy it though, as it was too close to the road and we don't like dead cats.

now the sweet little princess house and the sweet little guest-prince-house are both a very loud screaming yellow. and the garden is flat. i almost wanted to cry. but then we met cows. and baby cows. lots of them. and i remembered i need to live around cows. which i don't. there's not a single cow on solbacken. i'll have to at least get a goat before it's too late.  ¶ 9:49 PM