Arbeit, arbeit. Although I had planned on not spending more than six or so hours a day on this project (especially given my low quote), I have far exceeded it. Oh well, I want the project to be a success. And as I have known in the past but somehow conveniently forget, Germany is a land of perfectionists, and it is fairly easy for me to get caught up in that sort of logic. There is of course no such thing as perfect, and chasing it too heartily will make one most unhappy. Although I love being here and working with Olaf, he can at times have some difficulty seeing the forest for the trees. He tends to focus on the smaller details with the same or greater attention than is paid to bigger things. Fortunately, I am able to discuss these things openly with him and he is not deaf to the critique. It probably both helps and hurts our work relationship a little that we are such good friends.
And it is not all work really. There are walks by the lake in the lovely neighborhood, wonderful dinners with friends prepared by Olaf (who is an excellent cook btw), and the occasional drink out at a local bar. Last night we watched a movie I had never seen before, Cactus Flower, with Goldie Hawn and Ingrid Bergman in one of her best roles ever. She has the most perfect, icy delivery of very funny and cutting lines. I was on the floor in tears.
Been working in Hamburg the last few days on a project for my friend Olaf. It is funny being back here, as it was the last major Western country I was in before beginning my long trip around the world. Everything seems so familiar and yet slightly of another world at the same time. The otherworldyness is due in large part to my inability to understand much German at all. I should really commit to six months or more here to try to learn it, I find it really interesting. The days have been filled with working on the project, and the evenings with wonderful meals, conversation, tv or movies, and drink. Since I don’t have easy access to a gym, I have been trying to get back into my yoga, and I can’t tell you how difficult it has been relearning touching my face to my knees and giving salutation to the sun. And speaking of the sun, I must be very far north indeed, because it is still light out at 10:30pm every night. One loses the sense of time a bit, not being used to daylight taking up so very much of the day.
I was hoping to be done with my collection site rework by now, but sometimes these things take longer than we expect. MUCH longer. I have been soliciting feedback from a few people, and there seems to be no consensus on what should stay and what should go, alas. So I soldier on, only occasionally coming up for air to meet a friend for breakfast or to go see the latest play my cousin has choreographed. So if you have been wondering why my updates haven’t been as frequent, there you are. I have set a deadline for myself of Friday, let us hope that I meet it.
While we are at it, anyone out there have a good idea for what to call it? “Resume” site just doesn’t seem right, “collection” is odd, and “skill site” seems likewise awkward….
I’m having a pleasantly productive day, hanging out at cafe S’nice, where they have an excellent autumn salad (despite this being most definitely winter), free wifi and decent coffee. All of which helps me get work done and relives a bit of the bordem of staying in to work. It is snowing out, which gives me an inexplicable cozy feeling that somehow contributes to my work motivation. In the mix my headphones and music, and the collection of mundane adds up to something more, something relaxing and comforting, although I am not sure why. I finished one project today, started to line up a little more work, and am finally redesigning my resume/cv site. More on that (with links) in the next few days, as I will be asking for your feedback. Yes you, gentle readers.