I am baaaaaaack. How often I meant to blog again and then didnt. SIGH. Same old thing.

Some photos to show off again of course. Not due to their “brilliantness” – haha – but rather so show off my good soul – aeeeeh NO! – you get to see them because I took them. The Emma walks continued until the weather dropped from the mid twenties down to freezing under 10 degrees. In like a day. There was ice on my postal car the last two days! While walking the dog, I of course enjoyed the beautifulness of Salzburg immensly. Plus we got to spot animals! One of them we tried to rescue, I am not sure if we succeeded though. Why do toads have to rest on the middle of the street for goodness sake?! Well here are some photos:

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  View on the old city.
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  Love the colours.
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  The fortress.
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  Hedgie on its way.
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  Not shy at all, but he did hiss at me.
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  Toad <3
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  We rescued it.
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  An it pooped on my brothers hand.

And because I have so many more photos, here we go again. Never enough!

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As you know, I am sucker for Halloween decoration. Despite being laughed at – who cares really?! – at the beginning of October we digged out our Halloween stuff and the decorating began. Me loves.

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As you probably spotted, we gave the finishing touches to the living room wall. I dont think it ever looked as good as it does now!



I had the hardest time adjusting back to work. It was so not fun and took me over two weeks. I adjusted by now, doesnt mean that I like or enjoy it. I think I am at the point, where the workload is pretty much over my capeabilities. But it brings the money in. I also took the Patronustest at Pottermore and guess: my Patronus is NOT a turtle, but a buffalo. Shocking! I got my 3rd shot of Nucala and my skin has settled on a medicore level that is just a bit too bad to be ok with it. I am waiting for the ekzema biologics that will eventually come out next year. I can wait. I went back to Uni this semester. Its almost not doable besides an almost 50 hour workjob, but I did it. So proud of myself! Really! I also claimed my first PokemonGo Arena. I was so happy!

I read a lot of course. I didnt like The Vegetarien but I loved The Nightingale. I am almost done with my reading goal for 2016 (45 books!), weheee!

It really seems that I blog so seldomly, that I am always busy bringing you uptodate while I would rather write about the many thoughts that are racing around in my head. But ok. The National Blog Writing Month – actually its not even on my continent, I should rename it to international for myself! – is around the corner, I will have plenty of time to write about everything. But this I must talk about now. Because its a burden. Someone in my delivery area killed herself yesterday. She was not young, she didnt have it all and just didnt see it. She was old – she would have been 80 next month – and she was so very sick with COPD. I saw her recently, and she could barely get around, she did not have too much lung capacity left and was on oxygon 24 hours since a long time. Yes. Whenever it comes to anything that I can very easily get in the future, it scares the heck out of me. Point one. This COPD is a huge fear of mine and an extremly huge reason why I swim as hard and as often as I do. I am so very afraid of it. This is also why I hate the lung outpatient clinic so much, because I see so many so very sick people that can easily be me at a point. I am fighting this with everything that is in me. But that is not even what I wanted to write about. I keep thinking about her and how lonely she must felt. I cant even put it into words. I am so sad for her. It also brings me on the topic of assisted suicide, which is of course forbidden here. I am thinking that it would be a much more dignified way to go much rather than killing yourself because you are just too sick to go on living. It would have been so much easier on the family than now having to live with this. But what do I know. This is still not what I wanted to say, but I cant think anymore obviously.

Of course my very much loved Uni swim training has started again and I love it so much! It makes me so very happy, even on the days where I am stuck in grieve. What a horrible thing grieve is. It never goes away ever. It doesnt make it easier that I dont believe in anything anymore either, would be easier, so much easier.

Oh well. I wish you peace of soul. Nothing is as important as people that cant be replaced. Cherish everyone you have. Never take anything for granted! Learn from my many mistakes. Lots of love an good night!