Vegan ice cream, IKEA, and fear of growing up

Still busy as hell, therefore lack of updates. The weekend did offer some nice and well-needed distractions, though. Played an awesome concert with the orchestra. Included in the repertoire was Dvořák’s ninth symphony, which was fun and engaging to play.

Got a visit from mom, who brought with her an ice cream-machine. A first experiment was conducted in the form of vegan banana-ice cream with chopped walnuts and pieces of chocolate in it. Delicious in every way! I now cannot see any reason why I would ever miss dairy-ice cream again. I have a feeling this magical machine will be used in abundance, with summer coming up and all. (Although who said winter was a bad time for ice cream? I never did, I’m sure…)

Lastly there was a not-quite-as-fun but well-needed trip to IKEA to acquire some complementary furniture. I was running low on bookshelf-space, and throwing books away or locking them in some basement would be sacrilegious. A new one was clearly the only solution, since I cannot seem to stop buying books no matter how non-materialistic I keep telling myself I am. Who am I kidding? A home without books is like a body without a soul. Or, say, a body without life in it, as a reservation in case the soul turns out to be non-existant.

Also bought myself a blackboard, for writing equations or notes or drawing silly pictures on. They are not so easy to come by these days, but at last I found one in the section for children’s furniture, not in the office section as might have been expected. Grown-ups seem to have moved on to those pesky whiteboards. *shudder* Another reason to never want to grow up.

Though I guess I should come to terms with that I am growing older and more responsible by the year. Not only have I moved to a new, bigger apartment, I also have a cohabitant which I haven’t managed to scare away even after a couple of years. Even though I’m not the easiest person to get along with. What with all the advantages of living alone, living together with someone can actually be quite nice. It seems to do good things for the sanity level, keeping the voices down and all that. Whoa, that sentiment feels really mature.

That being said, I think my inner child still has the upper hand most of the time, considering I’m still doing things like baking cookies instead of making a proper dinner, staying up until 3 AM for no particular reason and reading comics as a means of forgetting that I really have to study.

Some day I might grow up for real, but I’m not really looking forward to it.

Winterdragon

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2 comments on “Vegan ice cream, IKEA, and fear of growing up”

  1. Min fina Tina! Tack för en underbar helg och en fantastisk konsert:-)!!!!!
    Hoppas det växer o frodas på altanen!

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