I arrived home, quite tired from the two week long trip but then I remembered I have something waiting in for me in the kitchen! So I very slowly made my way to kitchen (my body was still really sore). I look around and then...I see this beautiful box, lying there, unopened. With the last bits of energy I'm trying to find something sharp to open this box..."spoon will do" I thought. Well, after struggling for way longer than was necessary and I agreed that wasn't the smartest idea but thanks to my stubbornness I have managed to take off all the plastic wraps. For a second, some part of me had an idea to open the box tomorrow but that was quickly dissmised. I opened the box and then I was overwhelemed. SO MUCH OF NEW CANDY! At this point I did know whats going to happen next. My Idea was: "lets try one or two." I wish. I wish I'd stop there. Two hours ago I was dying, I was tired as hell, dirty, exhausted.

I managed to "try" half of the box.

Since then I cleaned my house, I cooked dinner, I have done my homework, I managed to alphabetically organise my bookcase and read next two chapters of The Hitchhikers Guide to Galaxy! (...and I think I will probably go running.)

Thanks Santa! Its a wonderful gift!