Lazy? Certainly. But not this time. I have been busy in all other aspects of life but writing. I must apologise. I actually owe you 4 written stories as I promised some time ago to write every week. So here we go. Failed big time. 

But to get at least part of my failure right I today, Sunday nite, shall write. I shall write what I have been doing all these days, for almost a month. Two days less than a month has gone by. 

I put up christmas tree. Originally the decorated tree is from Scandinavia and nordic people. Christians came, killed us and hijacked the celebration of winter solstice which we, as pagans, celebrated by decorating an evergreen tree. So there you go. Another perk of christianity in addition to killing everyone not believing in your imaginary friend. A bit of history lesson for you all. No, we are still nonbelivers here, in this end of the world, because no lunatic has successfully proven the excistence of imaginary friend. And for eager ones – no, we are not in need of resque, so stay put where you are and do not bother coming over to help us.

I sure must look into putting up pictures here because this years tree certainly would need wider audience. We celebrate France this year, while prepping leaving current country of residence, country of origin. So the tree, in fact, features the colours of France, blue, white and red. All baubles and figurines are of these colours, no other. I have 8 boxes of xmas tree deco in total, all split into specific colours. For instance I have box of white deco, then dark blue, then light blue, then golden/ yellow, then reds, then greens, then pink and orange. I actually have ninth box too, full of black deco, but this I will put up some year when I feel monochrone. This year I feel more and more french. Coq au vin, eclairs, champagne, accordion music, Edith Piaf, macrons, getting mood ready for the move. 

You see I have been baking macrons, as a holiday seasons gifts for my comrades, friends and family, and selling them online for anyone interested. As no red, blue nor white boxes are available I designed the macron gift box to be black and golden. Printing out greeting cards too that go inside the gift box. I actually design the entire thing from zero – starting from the tastes of macrons, actually baking them, and complete with the luxurious black and golden look. This will be nice surprise for everyone because I earlier had just carton boxes, boring kraftpaper coloured eco-thing that did not ooze anything but cheap crap. But macrons are not cheap nor crap. My macrons have been declared the best in the country and, during a trip to Paris, my macrons were declared better than Laduree macrons. So I have to live up the status. I have online ordering set up, pretty basic, just have to choose Yes and fill in your address and courier will bring you the box. At the moment you can not choose the tastes as it is based on my mood 😉 of when I work in the kitchen. If I feel like pistachio, then I bake pistachio macrons. Or cherry. Or cinnamon shock. So I never know what tastes will come out, for real. It is therefore called art, the art of baking. I do have 7-8 different tastes every time tho, so the box consists of random selection really. All good, if you ask me! Or if you ask the independent voters in Paris 😉

I have been running my logistics company too, that part is most lucrative but most boring for people to read about. However, year end is close so doing the stock checks, counting every bit of cargo we have and praying for more to head our way from Africa and South America. By the looks of it we will have somewhat more movement compared to last year when our income plummeted and we lost 95% of our income. Yep, all thanks to poooooo in a tin a ka Putin.

Off to Enter Sandman land now,

Stay cool and warm

XOXOX