Hello dear Blog.
Good to see you again.
It's 7 o'clock in the morning and I'm sitting in my kitchen in Vienna slurping coffee in a desperate attemt to try and wake myself up sufficiantly for the day ahead.
Yeah, I know, I can't believe I'm awake this early either but as we say in German: "exceptions proove the rule"
Beugh I'm groggy as f*ck.
The reason for this early day is that, since I'm stuck in Vienna currently due to the very annoying fact that it seems impossible to get a workpermit for Canada, I've decided to use the time I'm rearranging my career plans to catch up on something I should have gotten out of the way a looooong, long time ago. Nine years to be exact. And that thing is... *drumroll*
My drivers license!
Whoop whoop! *applause*
Which I started when I was a stupid 18 year old and never finished because, well, I was 18. And the Public Transport System in Vienna is really really good so it seemed like a waste of time. Only I never considered the possibility that I would spend most of the next 2 years in StPölten and the following 6 studying abroad. Hindsight 20/20.
Thing is, getting your drivers license in Austria isn't as easy as in the Americas. There is extensive training and multiple tests and requirements involved, amongst which is doing an 8 hour First Aid course. Which so happens to start at 8 am today.
Naturally, although I went to bed suitably early for a change, I woke up around 3 am for no apparent reason other than that my brain likes to annoy me, and couldn't fall asleep anymore. I've effectively had 5 hours of sleep and I'm going to die.
Because after the 8 hour First Aid thingy I still have a driving lesson to absolve, which always exhaust the crap out of me, and later that evening I am invited to a party which I was really looking forward to. Only with practically no sleep I may or may not actually fall asleep standing up by the time I get there.
Ahh well... maybe I'll manage to get a power nap in somewhere between the driving lesson and the party.
I know, I know, first world problems.
At least I got a blog post out of it.
Cheerio fellas and fell...errr... ladies,
Piece and Love,
Jill
