As prepared I can be

Tomorrow at this time I'll know if I'll be getting a new kitchen or not as I have an appointment at my bank in the morning.

I have done a layout. I have picked out floor, tiles and units. I have done a budget. I have checked over and over for costs that might turn up during the travel and then added some extra money. I have checked with a broker what the starting bid would be on my flat.

In a sence I'm not afraid of not being granted the loan, it's more if the cost per month will be more than I feel I can handle and I have to back off.

what shall I write about?

I promised myself once that if I was going to keep a blogg I was also going to post regularly, otherwise there was no use of it. I seem to be breaking my promise now and then. It's not that I don't lack things to write about. At least not when I'm thinking of what to write and sometimes things just pop up. It just seems that when I sit down to type, it's all gone. So these past few weeks several subjects have come up and lets see if there is anything useful amongst them today:

That I have made a complete fool out of myself ? Is that something to write about? Nah, besides that it happened a week and half ago I'm sure nothing good will come out of it so why dig deeper into it.

My kitchen? Nah, I'm sure that before it is in place you will be sick and tired about the subject anyway, so I'll save that subject for later.

Stella, my favourite subject. Well, she is up for loan right now but please send her back to me in a few weeks time when her heat is over.

Indian Summer? It was a smashing day yesterday, it really was. I won't deny that. And after a cold morning it was so refreshing to be in a t-shirt. Oh, if it would just had lasted!

Books? Books is wonderful subject. It can be discussed in many ways and for many reasons. For me two things pop up: the review list and Nigella Lawson. Let's start with the last one first. Nigella Lawson is my favourite TV-chef and I just love her cook-books (and yes, I do use them too). When I was in London last November the Christmas book had just been released. I don't know how many times I picked it up. Two reasons made me put it down every time: the weight and that I have her other cook-books (nearly all that is) in Swedish. And to be honest it is easier to use a recipe in Swedish than one in English. Laziness I guess. So why are I'm bringing her up now? It's about to be released in Swedish!!!!!! And no, I'm not waiting for Christmas to get it, I'm going to buy it as soon as I can. Then I'm going to start dreaming that her first two will turn up at a translators table, or I just might have to get them in English. I have to admit that cook-books to me are not just a cook-book. It is so much more. I love looking in them, dreaming etc. I also have to admit that even if I claim to collect them it has been sometime since I got a new one so even if the subject is Christmas I don't care, that book is mine!!!!The first thing was the book review. I have read several books about the Victorian era and the wild west. I done some reviews on them, poorly but they are done. It has been ready for posting for sometime but what keeps me from doing it? Perhaps it s that I know that I don't give the books the credit they should have. I have just skimmed through (opps!) a few. Why is hard to say? Were they bad? Don't know. The written language? Well, here I have to admit that even if I think my English isn't too bad, at least one of the books were at sometime hard to follow. But still, the book reviews are written and still spending time in my computer.

One step closer ….

Today I took a step, a huge step, closer to a new kitchen. Today the craftsman was here and gave me an estimated price of what it would cost to have it done. I have estimated the price of the equipments so ....

All I have left is to pick out the tiles and floor I want before I can have my “little” chat with the bank.

Until then enjoy my newest decoration at home – just need some nice battery-run
candles.

(By the way, Stella thinks I’m nuts for carrying home rocks and rowan-berries)

What pops into your head when you see these?

In Trelleborg’s citypark there are 6 statues that trigger my imagination. The money that bought these was donated by a woman who worked as a secretary when she passed away. I really love them and feel that I want to share them with you.

Perhaps they can get your imagination runing wild as well!!!