first i thought, i didn't work, because we both were unable to get up at 11 when the alarm went off. we dragged ourselves out of bed at half past 12 anyways, because all the stores were to close at 2.
now, after some hours of unpacking and watching the grinch, some glasses of caffeinated soda and the abominable shower i think it pretty much worked - no jetlag! oh, how i hate to shower! it's an annoyingly wet and all too swotty practice of hygiene, as far as i am concerned. i tell you a secret: sometimes, when i don't have to leave the house, i even skip the artificial rain ritual. but not today, of course. we're leaving for our artist in residence's studio at the museumsquarter soon. both our bags have been delivered by austrian airline and johannes is preparing the dessert for our dinner with the francesca and a bunch of strangers. i am really stunned at how brave i am, facing a christmas full of strangers. i never know how i react, for if i don't like people i'm prone to behave badly. but then, i can easliy fake jetlag as a pretext to leave early, i guess.
it was my grandmother who kept saying year after year that christmas was to be spent with the family only, and she would not allow boyfriends or other 'aliens' at her christmas dinner. breaking old family habits again, are we?
anyways, gotta get dressed...