Challenge Accepted!

The week kicked off at an early train on Monday, dragging my tired body to the train station for a business trip to Schaffhausen. I was there to get my geek on with some EtherCAT automation stuff. Let’s just say, that if programming were a sport, I’d have been doing mental gymnastics all week. I readily traded the physical exhaustion for a bit of brain exercises.

Come Friday, and it was time to switch gears to what I call „Operation Personal Maintenance.“ With the day off work (thank heavens for public holidays!), I hit the trifecta: hairdresser, dry cleaner, and playing chef for the kiddos. And yes, I did whisk my youngest off to his ballet lesson. Imagine, if you will, a day filled with pirouettes and pasta—quite the combo, right?

In a moment of rare vanity (blame it on having too much time or perhaps a mid-life crisis), I decided to give Sara Haugen’s selfie guide a whirl. You can check out her cool tips here. Turns out, a well-taken selfie can indeed work wonders—I caught my wife giving me that “Who is this guy?” look. Score one for the guide!

The family day out on the slopes was a throwback to the good old days—think old-school chairlifts and blissfully empty runs. It was (almost) just us, the snow, and the sun.

Today’s adventure was a short stint on the cross-country tracks. Let’s just say, my performance was less „Nordic god“ and more „Nordic nod-off.“ With the Engadin races, Maloja – Zernez and the Engadin Skimarathon on the horizon, my muscles were screaming louder than a banshee at a horror show. The sensation was eerily similar to discovering my car’s flat tire post-ski—a deflating end to an otherwise pumped day.

The rest of the day? Oh, just embarking on a quest I like to call „Conquering the Laundry Mountain“ and „The Great Household Tidy-Up.“ It’s like battling a dragon, but instead of fire, it breathes dirty socks and chaos.

As I gear up for a week of biking to work (hello, spring!), Between automation courses and ballet, selfies that charm, and slopes that disarm, it’s been one heck of a ride. And who knows? Maybe next week, I’ll find a way to automate my household chores. A guy can dream, right?