Leaving...

... on a jet plane.

I know when I'll be back again... :-) but first I have to get there. I was actually packed a coupled of hours ago.

Well, I better go and water some plants in the yard, it's getting hot again. There is a brigade of house-sitters looking after my place in my absence, no worries there.

Switzerland, here I come...

Time is getting closer...

...for my trip to Switzerland.

Less than two weeks and I'm on that plane. Last year, when I was constantly in pain, I would have had a panic attack at the thought of this trip. The thought of suffering through airports, waiting, lining up... just the drudgery of dragging a suitcase and being handled like cattle. To think that it was my way of life for eons.

Started out as a Stewardess, ended up as a Flight Attendant, the job title, like everything else had to become politically corrected... That ended 13 years ago. Can you believe it? If I would have stayed in the flying business, I probably would have become screaming mad -- as in crazy. For the longest time after I quit, I couldn't even imagine packing another suitcase for another trip, through another airport, staying in another hotel, being polite to rude people, and the world is full of those.

What I started out to say is, I'm back to normal. The upcoming trip isn't causing a panic attack, I'm going to say good-bye to my beloved brother. I am actually going to tell him that he IS my beloved brother. Am looking forward to that. The trip to see him one more time is just a minor inconvenience.

Ich sehe Dich bald, mein Bruderherz.

Got tinkering in my blood by now...

...and sometimes it gets me into trouble

My blog archive links didn't work. Drove me crazy. Asked for blog support, didn't get very far. The blog archived as set (monthly) but the links that the archiving creates didn't link to the archive pages, which were on the server.

Anyway... This blog does not like mixed paths. You can't put a virtual domain into the mix, all paths must be absolute and relative to the FTP path or main domain.

Every time I run into a coding problem such as the above, I spend my whole time and energy to find a solution. Now I can relax and get back to other things.

I did have a bit of fun taking some pictures of my neighbours, they are getting hairier (and more plumed) as we speak.