Bon Bons

If I had actual bon bons I would be eating those. Instead I am resorting to my secret stash of Reece's Peanut Butter cups. Germany doesn't sell these small cups of life. This fact alone should raise all sorts of questions about the environment they provide for their citizens. Today is Wednesday. My most favorite dance class is going on right now down the road, but I can't find the strength to get up and go. I'm dressed, ready, and depressed. Guess which one wins? Why you ask? Another blow to the constant, never ending, frustrating, DRAMA which daily evolves into a new form. Yesterday Keith and I rode our bikes to school with Brad. After drop off, we rode to the train stop. I bought a coke from my favorite keiosk and we boarded the train downtown. We had an appointment with an attorney to go over all our landlord crap. It felt reassuring we had legal protection over here dealing with this house. Keith and I stumbled upon this museum of sorts. We walked inside and discovered it was Roman ruins under ground. Canals and buildings dating back to the year 4. I wish more of the placards were in English. I bet it is more remarkable than what we could decipher from the readings. We strolled over to Starbucks, in and out of shops, and finally landed at a fancy place for lunch. As I was sitting there, a sense of peace came over me. I thought "This is so nice. Finally an easy day!" QUE: DRAMA. We returned home to find an eviction notice from our landlord. The history and dealings with this guy are fully documented in HUNDREDS of emails and texts. I know in the States we would have NO issues in suing his ass for all the wrong doings. However, we aren't in the States. It doesn't work that way over here. Honestly, I have no idea how it works, but I'm so dis-attached to figure it out. We have 2 weeks to be out. Oh, and he wants 12,000 Euro. Me too buddy! Get in line!!! There's so much to say, I don't even know where to start. I know we aren't in the wrong. I don't know why we are being tested so hard and so consistently. I am officially requesting peace with Karma. I deeply apologize for everything - just make it end! I'm sitting on the couch waiting for Keith to tell me the news. I don't know what it will be. Today could be filled with peace and understanding or shit is about to hit the fan. I'm guessing the latter. Welcome to Germany.