Children’s room, eva bader

Crime novels, children, haberdashery – author blog

As I sit here at my desk, thinking about the past year and staring at the wall above my monitor, I notice that it is white. So the wall. Not common for me! I like bright colors around me. I spent the Christmas holidays in a riot of color with pranks. There was everything from “Amarena Kirsch” for the dining area to “Golden Bamboo” for the parents’ bedroom, and finally I wallpapered a knight’s castle in the children’s room. I! Papered! I would have sworn stone and leg half a year ago, wallpapering is the epitome of the bourgeoisie, roughly on a step with hangers. But I couldn’t pass the non-woven wallpaper à la Ritterburg from AS Création in the hardware store. They are just perfect for the smeared, scribbled wall behind the bed of a six-year-old! The wallpapering was unfortunately a lot of fun for me. Okay, I’m a philistine now. This knight’s castle wall didn’t get that bad, and I’m going to take my sewing photos in front of it now… apropos sewing: Since I have learned to appreciate the advantages of straight hems for clothes, I have been ironing every now and then. double Spießer! a lot of Thanks to my dear mom for the photos. My smartphone camera is not a hit, but my mom is always.

In the advertising industry, where I used to hang around as a student, the white wall is something of a ghost sandwich. Nothing there with “Golden Bamboo”, knight’s castle wallpaper or even funny snapshots of the dog. It has to be the bare white office wall. Without them, advertising managers and creative directors, and how they are all called nothing, come to mind. Did I take it on unnoticed, unconsciously? There are only two things hanging on the white wall above my desk: a slip of paper with notes on the current book and a drawing from my teenage years, the “thumb of horror”.

Thumbs up, I had a bizarre sense of humor when I was fifteen. Thumbs down, that’s almost twenty again years here, oh god oh god … but I’m digressing again. I wanted to review 2016! I did a lot, I was able to do even more: a move with three children, months of renovation work, still published the second book and almost finished the third. Husband, meanwhile, is required to work in the new job for about twenty hours a day. Everyone was sick in turn, car broke down. An aunt is buried and a niece is given. In short, the plump Life stop. It was sooo exhausting and wild and beautiful and sad and colorful and – whoops! – already over again.

In retrospect, my favorite outfit is this: my house suit, consisting of all sorts of leftovers. The three cuddly parts with which I shuffle to kindergarten in the morning. They are partly badly pieced together and therefore maybe not suitable for showing off, but excellent for warming your soul. Our tomcat Klaus thinks that too, as you can see. The old ramp sow!

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