Same shit different day...

Most of us the same routines every day - and so have I. I get out of bed at more or less the same time every weekday morning. The alarm is set so that I can snooze once before the weather report. If I'm very tired I stay in bed until after the local news, other wise I get up just before them. I get ready for work and get on my bicycle and ride the same route to work - and a differnet going home.
Since I go the same way every morning at about the same time I normally pass McDonalds at the town square just before 7h00 am. I'm not sure, but I can imagine they open at 7h00, cos every morning the same three older men are standing outside waiting for them to open.
These men are probably homeless or close to anyway.
On Sunday when I had to go to work I passed the place half an hupr later and now it was open - and inside around a corner table sat the gorup of men.
I can help wondering what other daily routines these men have. I can't see that they are allowed to sit at McD all day. It makes me a bit sad.

But then, why do I react that way? What is it that makes me think they have a miserable life only cos they are stanidng outside McD early in the morning?!

If they have done the same observations as I have, they must have seen me on my bike with my helmet on my head and head phones in my ears with a big bag on my bag pedaling passed them every morning - and I don't think I look like I'm having the best of times there and then. In their world I might be the miserable one... They probably see me going to some kind of work and maybe they even feel sorry for me doing just that.

Then we have the man in the black suit, white shirt and tie with his black leather brief case walking towards the train station, and the girl with the very red hair walking in to town from the other way that I always meet in the tunnel under the railway...
All these people on the move - same thing every day!! We are very gridded characters!

For many the daily routines are a safety to function and for others it is just a routine...
same shit differnet day!!

Be a little brave and crazy.... change something in your routines every week!!
Refreshing..... or scary.....

What if??

I can find myself thinking and wondering "What if?" Not so much about what if I do this or that. More about what would have happend if I hadn't done as I did, taken the decision I did or met the poeple I met.
I find it rather interesting to think about what decisions, options, and some luck that has taken me to where I am today.
It is impossible to try and find out what had happend if I didn't... but I find it interesting to see the critical situations that set out the path to where I stand rihht now.

I was born in a town where my parents stayed just for a few years. When I was three we moved to the little town where I grew up and my parents still lives. What if they hadn't moved? What if I had grown up in the town where I was born. Who would I be today? What would my interests be? I think I would be a different person. Probably with al lot of the values I have today, but still very different. I believe we are shaped by the invironment and the people we have around us. Even if my parents would have been the same, everyone else around would be different.

After I graduated from school and was going to varsity I only applied for one course - Occupationl Therapist, but at eight different varsities. I was accepted at one, and while I prepared to go, I was accepted to another one too. I decided to go for the second one.
What if I had taken the first one? What people would I have met that I now don't know. How strange to think that I shouldn't know the poeple I met by going for the second choice.

So, what has taken my to where I am today and what what if's has taken me here?
If it wasn't for that application for that job I sent in that I was sure I would never get, and if it wasn't for the girl saying no and me actually getting the offer I would have never moved to the small little village where I then stayed for eight years. If it wasn't for me starting my new job the week I did I would have never came across Wheelchair rugby, that has been a big part of my life for the last 15 years. And if it wasn't for me getting that involved in the WCR I wolud have never got the chance to go places, like South Africa. And if it hasn't been for my trip to South Africa 2005 I would have never met the most amazing people in the world!!

Another "what if" is when I asked my self "What if you quit work and go back to school and do what you are really interested in?" What if I hadn't spoken to a friend of mine that knew that a new education was about to start? What if I hadn't told anyone and a colleague had told me about the ad in the paper saying it was still possible to apply for the course even if it was five months since the deadline. What if I hadn't made that phone call when I did, and found out that the aplication commitee was to meet the next day. What if I hadn't got my aplication in and what if I never started graphic school...

I will never know what my life would look like with other "What if's"... but I'm quite happy with the ones I have, that has taken me here. Now I'm looking forward to sit here in a few years time to see what more "What if's" I carry with me...
I do have some "What if's" for the future... let's see if they will be the one I look back on in the future...

W H A T A D A Y

03.50 AM

alarm goes off. Time to get read for a trip to Copenhagen.

04.25 AM

leaving home. Walking through an empty quiet town center. It’s the paperboy and me.

04.48 AM

the train leaves – on time… Heading for the airport.

05.57 AM

arriving at the airport.

Since I checked in online I walk straight to security. Today I’m flying “upper class” and can take the “Fast Track”. Not so fast this morning though… A line of first time flyers… or just people making easy things like taking your laptop out of the bag, very complicated.

07.10 AM

Take Off… The airline that likes to tell that they are “The most punctual airline in Europe” leaves on time.

Since it is an early morning flight and I’m “upper class” I’m beeing served breakfast – with warm rolls and everything… Yum!

I take the opportunity to work a little on the way while sipping another cup of tea.

08.20 AM

Touch Down! 5 minutes ahead of schedule – as “The most punctual airline in Europe” really like to point out…

BUT – this is now when it all starts…

Someone took our gate… We have nowhere to park! The flight that was 5 minutes ahead of time is now suddenly late!

Well, it wasn’t too bad. It took a few extra minutes but then we found parking and everyone was happily in Copenhagen!

I found the guy I was going to spend the day with. He left the same airport as me just a few minutes before. Different airline – different price! We belong to different companies! =)

We went to fetch our rental car, a small Japanese, and hit the roads of Denmark. Since we got into a bit of trouble already yesterday late afternoon when we realized the material we were about to make a trial with today hadn’t arrived we stopped for coffee on the way to see if we could get info from the people back home spending the morning trying to trace the parcel!

While having a snack we got the phone call – the material was now found and delivered. Yay!

10.30 AM

We arrived at the place where the trials should take place and started… This is now a big part of this day that I’d rather erase from my life… but since I can’t I have to live with the fact that it just didn’t work!! I can’t get into details and I don’t think you would enjoy that either. Let us just stop with saying it didn’t work very well… what I have spend hours and hours on without having a very important fact that now showed and kind of made the whole thing unusable!

We got it packed up with a little help from a lot of tape and sent them of to me to adjust! Not really the way I hoped for when I woke up very early this morning.

But ok, project number 2 was a little bit better then the first one and I think we can live with that one.

13.10 PM

we were done. Not much more we could do. Time to hit the road and get back to the airport.

Got the little Japanese filled up and returned before we got to our different terminals just to meet up again on the inside.

Had lunch and were suppose to talk business but got into talking travelling and holidays instead. Which was much more interesting at the time.

16.30 PM

It’s time to split up and take our different flights at the same time to the same airport. My flight is at 17.10.

16.39 PM

On my way to the gate (B9) when I receive a text message telling me the flight is delayed until 17.20. Only 10 minutes… but if it’s something I’ve learnt from flying frequently is that if they say 10 minutes it never stops there.

We were told to change gate to B7, because they were changing out aircraft.

17.09 PM

A new text message saying we will now take off at 17.50. AND we have to change gate to B5. They are bringing another aircraft. This is now number three in less then half an hour. The aircraft is on the way from the hangar.

18.00 PM

We are finally in the air. Once again the privilege of flying “Upper Class” is shown. We are being served a small cold meal. I get my box and open it. It’s a small potato salad and some roast beef, together with some bread. But hey, where’s my butter?? And I’ve flown enough to know that in that box is also a small little chocolate. Since I’m having a lot to do with chocolate at work I find it interesting to see what kind of chocolate is in the box this time. And guess what – there is NO chocolate in my box! I’m looking around and the people around me have a piece of chocolate in theirs.

So, how come that out of all the people on that plane receiving a “small cold meal corrugated box” I have to be the one getting one without the chocolate?? (and butter)

No question about it, when that drink trolley passes I ask for a bottle of red wine!! I actually should have taken two!

19.00 PM

I’m back on the ground. I have now missed my train by 12 minutes.

Going to the train station to see what options I have. I have to by a new ticket of course and the next train leaves at 19.37. Not too bad. I will be home at a quarter to nine. That’s ok.

19.37 PM

Onboard the train and it starts to move.

I’m sitting there watching the landscape passing by, at first very slow and I do get a bit frustrated and is wondering why they are going so slowly. But after the first stop they pick up the speed a bit.

While sitting there I go through my day (and the day of yesterday that was really a “kak” day too) and wonder why this is happening… I remember checking the time at 20.34 and thinking it’s great that our days now are so much longer. Outside the window is a beautiful sunset. I make myself smile a little while watching it thinking that it was “one of these days” but in ten minutes we’re home and it’s all over.

20.42 PM

They announce that in a few minutes we’ve reached our destination and it’s time to prepare for getting of the train.

20.43 PM

The train suddenly stops.

After a few minutes they announce that it is something wrong with the signals going in to the station so we have to wait for further information from the traffic planners office.

The minutes passes by and round about 21.15 they say that the preliminary time they’ve got is 22.00…. not before anyway!

At this time I’m preparing myself to stay the night on the train.

Just after 22.00 they say that the new time is “maybe” 22.30… but then suddenly we start to move…

22.15 PM

We arrive! 1 hour 30 minutes late!

22.30 PM

I’m finally back home! 18 hours after I left!

Twas a loooong day! A day that I don’t want too many off. But I have to see it from the bright side – I have filled my life’s memory bag with a few more experiences.

Never on a Monday...

How many of you start a "new life" every second Monday?
Whether it is going to the gym, losing weight, watering pot plants or recycleling - the following Monday will always be the perfect day to start? Why is that? Is it so that we can use the weekend to not do whatever it is we are starting on Monday...
Do we use the weekend as some kind of excuse to do it all before it's "too late"...

THE Monday comes... We are ready and it feels sooo good!! It's a new person waking up and walking into this new life!! Nothing can change your mind now! You are on a mission!!

What is it that happend then - after a few days... or if we are lucky and doing really well a few weeks!! The determination is fading away and more and more "cheating" occur!


I've been there a few times myself. I often think about what and why. What is the reasons to why we (I) are losing it.
As most of us, I should think, I have a few projects that I've started but have trouble to keep, or even to finish. For the moment I have a few!
The thing is I have the desire to succeed, but for some reason I lack motivation and character. My mind constantly tells me what I should do to accomplish what I've started and wish for but for some reason the little devil sitting on my shoulder tells me differently and it is so easy to follow his orders...

"Ok, I a bad day today - I start again tomorrow!!" How many times a week are you allowed to say that! "I can bunk gym today and do another session later in the week!"
NO you can't!! Cos you never will!!!

"I know how to do - I'm just not doing it!!" heard that before??

Either you have to force yourself and be tough, or you just have to give up and realize you failed! Guess what is easier! But what feel better?

I've been told that you can never accomplish something big and life changing if you can't answer the question "WHY?" And the answer can't be - cos I want to?!
You need to really answer the question Why? to reach your goal!



Another thing is to never start on a Monday... Why not try a Thursday or a Sunday?! Why always a Monday?!

I think most of you can remember the last time you thought you have to or need to make a change in life - and it didn't really turn out the way you planned!?

So let's start our new life!! Why not tomorrow... on a Wednesday!?