Short of time.

I have finely found time to sit down and write this post, that may sound a bit exaggerated but it’s true.
The week was filled up with so many things to do and appointments to keep. Monday I had an appointment for twenty to one at the optician. I was there ten minuets before time (like always) and my waiting time for my appointment was one hour and ten minuets overdue, now that nerves!
On Tuesday I was at work. It had snowed overnight in Olpe (that’s the town were the company is situated) and in the early morning had turned into rain causing bad road conditions and for pedestrians even worse.
My boss wasn’t in a very good mood and had me by the b---s before the midday break. It was a trivial thing that could have been sorted out in a few words but no he had to make a scene out of it. He hadn’t been out of the office for less then ten minuets when he returned and my work mate sitting over from me was the next one in his sights. His moods are getting worse (so they say) because of the Recession that we ALL are in. Every fortnight when I turn up for work I hear that once again he has laid more people off work, I wonder how long my job will last? The journey home was a nightmare it was blowing a gale with winds up to 120 kHz and it was snowing heavily, the visibility was very poor. The nearer I got to home the snow turned into sleet but the conditions were still very bad. I was glad when I parked the car in the garage.
On Wednesday morning I had my second appointment at the dentist for a fitting of my new dental bridge, once again I had to wait, this time only a half an hour. The fitting went very well and next week Wednesday I get my new dental bridge, thank goodness for that.
Thursday morning I cleaned the three houses which I do every Thursday any way. Just after dinner we got a phone call to say that we could collect a picture that we had ordered a fortnight ago in Düsseldorf. It’s quite a large picture 107 x 70 centimetres and it was bought for the dinning area. We had been looking for a considerable time for the fitting picture and we saw this one a fortnight ago while we were in Düsseldorf. A frame had to be made that is why we had to wait for it.
On arriving I found to my dismay that here once again I had to wait till the shop reopened at three because it was their dinner break, that meant I had to kill time for three quarters of an hour. I learnt in the army a lot of swear words and I think I must have used them all after being confronted with a closed shop door.
The weather here is miserable, cold, wet with sleet and snow at times the kind of weather were one makes one self warm and cosy indoors.
The photo was taken a fornight ago,it's the lake Unterbach.The second one is the picture.
Take care out there were ever you are. Tshüss

Short story’s of past incidents in my army life (funny and sometimes sad)

Each day was a new challenge for us all, room inspection (there was always something that wasn’t right) dress inspection, if you passed that with out having to perform some kind of ridicules punishment, like running ten times around the parade ground with your rifle held high above your head you were lucky.
Then hours on end drill. The first two weeks without your rifle, you learnt to turn to the right and to the left, about turn standing still and on the march. Slow march, saluting standing to attention then marching with eyes left or right and saluting. Open order march, close order march, forms three ranks and so on.
After two week we were given rifles, then we had rifle drill, Shoulder arms, present arms, order arms fix bayonets and this went on day in and day out.
Then came the assault course, sometimes twice a week. We was given a time limit for the squad to complete it, if we didn’t, then our recreation free time in the evenings was confiscated.
We had to get over a six-foot wall, we had lads in the squad, they couldn’t get over a one-foot wall with a ladder even if they tried. Nine times out of ten we got no free time in the evenings.
The worse thing was you were filthy when you had finished and if you had rifles you had to clean them afterwards then came rifle inspection, when that was over you had to Blanco all your kit, clean all the brass, bull your boots, iron your denims dry if not you put them on damp the next morning. Myself I have sometimes been up till two in the morning getting my kit ready for the next day; this was a common thing in training.
To be continued.