tqo - much sympathies about your garden. The exact same thing happened to us in ch. So not only did we lose the privacy, but it also made it a lot noisier. To add insult to injury a couple of neighbours had a go at us about the trees going
I think that Muzzy is an expensive waste of time. German tv, german friends, time and patience I reckon weird tho that he'll speak german at home - none of mine ever have and they ate speaking german in front of me. Kids eh?
OK, can I have 2 moans please? Am v. miserable today.
Moan number 1 (lesser gripe) Met English woman in this town. She's a hairdresser. She says she'll cut my hair. I go to her house. She cuts my hair. She asks for 15 euros. Fair enough. I then ask about colouring. No problem, she'll do it. She comes to my house. colours hair. 15 euros.
Hair going mad. Try hirdressers. Doesn't work out, so I ask her again if she can do me - cut & colour. She comes yesterday. Cuts my hair (my front room, so I have to sweep up) then puts colour on, says she has to go and collect her ds (I knew in advance - she was supposed to come with her ds after, and our dss could play with each other, but she changed time, so I reckon her ds doesn't want to play with mine) so anyway, she puts the colour on and has to go. Tells me when to rince myself off. Oh, and that'll be 45 euros please. I don't think I'm a paticularly tight person, but I was really pissed off, how come it's 30 last time, then 45 this time, and she doesn't even hang around to finish the job? To piss me off even further, I go into Munich and walk past a hairdresser - cut & colour 35 euros! To piss me off yet further, although I asked for exactly the same colour as last time, she's doen a different colour which I don't actually like.
She just phomed up - I missed the call - asking how it all was and if I'm happy. So do I just avoid her for the rest of my life, lie and say it's great, or be brave and say I hate the colour and I'm pissed off she charged me so much??
Anyway, that was minor rant.
Big moan - not settling, not happy, hate the uncertainty of life now. Our boys had the most idillic set up in Switzerland, so many friends, so much freedom. So happy. Now we've got the worst of both worlds - not in local school, so no contact with school friends outside of school, live in detached house with no clear neighbours, so no local friends or kids on street to play with. Ds1 is especially sad and miserable. I realised today I've had no social contact (except hairdresser) with anyone at all this week. Went into Munich and dh couldn't meet me for lunch. This just finished me off so came home.
If we stay in Germany, maybe we'd move to a different area? Regardless, we have to leave this house in 2 and a bit years. Then if we stay, ds1 & 2 will have to move to German school. Or if we go back to UK? God I hated where I used to live. But we'd go somewhere different, it would have to be within commute of London for dh work. It would be starting all over again. I'm crap at this. in 6 months I've not made any friends. There is 1 english firned who lives just down the road. In an emergency she's there, and she's very lovely, but she works, so I rarely see her anyway.
I just feel in a terrible limbo, i'm not settled or happy here and neither is ds. When he cries and says he misses ch and wishes we coud go back, I want to cry and say I do too
Then to cap it all - the bloody snow clearing rules. It's just occured to me, if it's law to clear your pavement, wtf do you do when you're away. I asked when I was in the gemeinde & the ysaid I had to organise for somone to do it for me. I just wanted to burst into tears and say there isn't anyone I can ask.