Outside. Of the box.

It's like Peyton Place, they say. They have a fan page in Facebook. You know them by their first name. They reprehend you for moving (300 meters up the street) because they won't see you anymore. Thus you have to start liking their Facebook page or they won't give you boxes.

They are a supermarket and its staff in Helsinki. When I first lived in Canada, it used to drive me mad that everyone at the cashier got chatty at the end of my tiring working day. It's difficult to get the words "I'M GREAT!" out of your mouth when at best you're feeling kind of ok. In Helsinki the cashier will be as grumpy as you, only during years do you develop a relationship that is very much warmer than the October weather that made you pop in.

I don't live in Canada now. Yet. But this blog will come alive in March when I move there for 6 months. (Sorry, supermarket! Obviously will not even try to get boxes for that.) The plan is to love. And to write a lengthier piece than blog posts. I WILL be GREAT!

So Much for My Happy Ending

Things that have made me happy during these past 11 days:

- the endless understanding I get from my friends
- a new soap from Lush (it's yellow and it's called Happy)
(- the fact that they've opened a Lush store in Finland)
- start of the football season
- cats
- new pink placemats
- a good cup of tea
- the wind
- my new hair

And nothing sooths a broken heart as much as a nice run in the park. The first of this summer.