Green fingernails and evenings well spent

My neighbour, H, is making me a shelf. It started as an offer to put my coat hooks up. I told him the rack he was holding wasn’t for coats and we came to a strange sort of compromise where he agreed to build me a shelf which I could hang coats on.

Over the weekend he glued and sawed and sanded and planed and did whatever carpenters do when making shelves.

Yesterday he brought me the raw wooden shelf (it’s beautiful) and a box of different wood dyes which he proceeded to spread on a couple of cut off edge pieces so I could choose one. I didn’t think any fitted quite right. I wanted green. Apparently green isn’t a colour he uses all that often..

Tonight, after work, I stopped to buy fishfood and green wood dye powder. And turkey for a thank-you curry.

I was still frying onions and chopping peppers when H arrived. He stood and watched for a minute or so before pulling out his penknife and adjusting the doors on the kitchen cabinets. It seems carpenters are incapable of ignoring badly hung doors. Never one to stop other people working, I found him a decent screwdriver or two and pointed him in the direction of the sitting room and all my other cupboards. My floorboards are anything but level, and I don’t think any of the cupboard doors hung straight. I also had a cupboard where the door opened the wrong way. No longer 🙂

The cupboards and the curry were both finished/ready around the same time.

At the first lull in the after dinner conversation, H leapt up, announced his intention of clearing up, and started running hot water into the sink, ready to wash up. At this rate I’m going to be cooking thank-you dinners for a while… 😉 I certainly stand no chance of drying faster than he washes.

The wood dye is astonishingly easy to mix and keeps for 6 months or so in a jar. I bought 2 packets, a light and a dark green, just in case the labels were misleading. The first trial pieces were painted in a matter of minutes, leaving us time to talk about different sorts of sealing coats, wax or varnish, matt or shiny, and the best kinds of joints to stop the wood twisting out of shape.

Tomorrow I can paint/dye the shelf.

By the end of the week it should be up on the wall – can’t wait to see it finished 🙂

On irrational numbers

I finally registered my glass molecule making company yesterday.

I’ve wanted to sell my glass (molecules and other artistic glassware) legally for a while – I had the original idea back in 2012, it seems I need a long time to process my ideas.

Whatever. It’s registered now, and ready to go. If anyone wants anything, yell :). I can’t guarantee it’ll be finished before Christmas, but I can certainly try :).

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Everything that needs registering has to be registered at the town hall. The town hall is only open 4 days a week during the hours I usually work. This year I needed so much time off for all the school related things that I don’t have many days left to take and I don’t want to them for ‘frivolities’. My brother was over to visit for the week and we were going to fly back to my parents together. We (mostly I) wanted to go to see an exhibition before it closed so I’d taken the day off to spend with him and to see the exhibition (and to tidy the flat so that my landlord can feed the fish in my absence). I’m not going to get another chance to go anywhere during weekday opening hours until next year. Next year’s still a long time away. I left my brother to eat his breakfast and headed to the town hall.

Less than 45 minutes later I’d registered the company, deregistered my second accommodation (xDB’s house) and got a new statement/proof of address issued from a different office in the hall (since I was there anyway).

In the past, everything official has taken me ages and heaps of paperwork to complete. Official paperwork daunts me the way maths problems daunt lots of schoolkids. In reality, it was probably the easiest official thing I’ve ever done in Germany.

Turn up, hand over 26€ and some simple information about me and my intentions and sign a form. That’s it! You even have the chance to say when you want to start.

My company is my birthday present to myself, so it would have made sense to save the start date until next week. It’s my birthday on Monday. I’m going to be 31. I think it sounds much cooler to say you started a business when you were 30 than when you were 31. That’s ridiculous. I realise that. Especially when there’s only a couple of days difference. And yet I still feel it to be true.

Yesterday was Thursday. The date was 16.11.17. I could have asked if it could be registered from the 17th (today) because the date would have been cooler, and more memorable, but that would have meant it started on a Friday not a Thursday. I generally like Thursdays. I’m a Thursday baby, lot’s of good things happen on Thursdays and I wanted my company to be a Thursday baby too. That’s probably ridiculous, but I don’t mind being ridiculous sometimes.

Ridiculous or not, I’m now the proud owner of my own part-time company :).
Wheee!!