Nike just asked me to inform her blog readers that the German telecom obviously decided she should stay away from the interwebs for a couple of days. She apologizes especially to the worthians involved in the 30-days text challenge she posted below.
Currently there’s no statement on how long it will take until she’s back online.
Thanks D-TAG. Expert timing again. 
As soon as I’m back, I’m gone again.
We’ll be 10 days on a big Medieval Fair in Luxembourg. And this brings me to the headline.
Hubby and I fight every single time we pack. Packing for a medieval encampment is like moving a whole household. It IS moving a household, albeit a medieval one. Linen tent, wooden poles, mattresses, blankets (tons of), sheep furs (equally tons), wooden chests full of authentic clothing, shoes and headwear, wooden cutlery and dishes, food and drink, and the modern niceties we cannot be without, like books, underwear, shampoo and mp3-players (I go phuggin NOWHERE without my music!). Lanterns for candles. Bows and arrows. Spindle and wool. A whole armory of wooden weapons to be wielded by our littlest knight. Hobbyhorse included.
And all this has to fit in two rather small cars. Plus two adults, the littlest knight and a dog. Although it’s a small dog. So, we always fight.
But, and this is the good part: In the end we always look at this incredible mass of hodgepodge, and then at each other, and we both have this incredulous “OMG we did it” look in our eyes. Yes, this is good for your marriage.
Wish us good weather. Read you on Aug. 19th.
Yes I am. Three weeks, were it? It felt like three frickin’ ages.
And to all of you who wondered how an
unexpected and indetermited period of offline time feels like… to all of you who wondered if it might be like the first forecourt of hell… to all of you I say: You. Are. So. Right.
But seriously. I really missed some of you. You know who you are. 
Thanks to Chrome, I was disconnected from the world, but the world wasn’t disconnected from me. AND he played a huge part in bringing me back to life, too. More than can be said from the frickin’ German Telekom, btw. But there’s nothing new about that. So thanks for that, mate, you may remote-control me whenever you like. 
So here I am now, and I really feel like hugging a tree. And I am not usually the tree-hugging kind. But there it is. Treehug. Glad to be back with you.
Guess what? She’s back online. Finally. In a little over three weeks! Congrats my dear!
P.S.: Looking forward to more remote control sessions. Err …. whatever.
So that was that. I’ll be off for the next few days and chances are that your original virtual landlady will be back online soon. As in … well, soon.
Nike: Violating your blog was good, clean and SFW fun … I’ll probably sneak back in sometime … err … soon.
A light at the end of the tunnel. At least that’s what she believes it is. They promised to send a new modem next week — well, I guess they love their families (and kneecaps), too.
Still offline. I’ve been told the computer has been fixed but the sadists at “Deutsche Telekom” refuse to send a new DSL modem. Well actually they promised to send one, but they don’t. Which makes it even worse, kind of.
One word: Depression.
Not the meteorological ‘zomg its gonnarainwtf’ style nor the economical ‘zomg mymoney isgonewtf’ type.
Just a plain and old fashioned depression.
de·pres·sion, -noun
a condition of general emotional dejection and withdrawal; sadness greater and more prolonged than that warranted by any objective reason.
Hmm… then again …. three days offline is a very objective reason …. cheer up honey, it’s not even a depression (yet)!
Oh, and because you’d have asked anyway: The graphics is by candykiller.
Find the computer in this picture:
That’s right. There is no computer. Offline day two and actually she appeared pretty sane. I think she even said something about “enjoying the housework” (I might have gotten that wrong, though). Other than that she complained about the television programme being utterly boring.
But there’s also good news: The “Deutsche Telekom” technician arrived (miracle #1) right within the announced timeslot (miracle #2), located the problem (miracle #3) and at least fixed the telephone (miracle #4). That’s enough for one day, I guess.
