On a warm sunny day this weekend, I wanted to take a walk around town. My plan was changed with the information that the Weekend Bazaar Fest is being held this weekend, where we regularly buy some small items, aromatic refreshments, soaps, toilet water and some sweets.

Choosing a gift can be a pleasure, but often also a challenge due to lack of ideas that can spoil the event. What does it depend on? How and how well do you know the friend you are buying a gift for? What is your relationship with him? Do you have any sexual fantasies about him (in my case, her🙂)? Do you like him? And most importantly, do you know what his wishes, needs or expectations are?

Last weekend I visited the Museum of Yugoslavia. I will present that tour in one of the following posts in the appropriate community. And why am I mentioning it in this community and at the same time marking #POBPhotocontest, you ask? Um, let me explain. The complex of the Museum of Yugoslavia consists of three buildings. The House of Flowers - where there is a monument to Josip Broz Tito; Museum 25 May or New Museum i The Old Museum of Yugoslavia, in which there is a permanent display of Tito's personal belongings, gifts he received from representatives of other countries, as well as some items that mark the period before and after World War II until 1991, when Yugoslavia as a country broke up into smaller states.

When it got dark and the guests dispersed, I sat down at the table and covered my tired eyes with my fists. Overcome with fatigue, I took a short break.I strained my eyes and arms and legs and back all day. We had guests at our Slava (the day of the patron saint of our home, Saint George), which in our customs is celebrated with a lot of guests. And where there are a lot of guests and a big crowd, there is also later fatigue 🙂 When I looked up at the candle, which was still burning softly, my memories came back to a glorious day, exactly 30 years ago.

After a few days off, I have to go back to work 😕 Due to the International Labor Day, the first and second of May (Thursday and Friday), I did not work, and in order to prepare a festive lunch for Tuesday, May 6, to celebrate the day of St. George, the patron saint of our home, which is popularly known as Đurđevdan, and inscribed in the UNESCO list of intangible cultural heritage as "Slava", I also took Monday as a day off. So, from Wednesday to Wednesday, I put it together, like a mini-vacation. I rested for those few days, when I went to bed late and got up just as late. So today, this Wednesday, I had a very hard time waking up. And I had an even harder day at work, which came down to finishing all the requests and solving the challenges that happened on Monday and Tuesday. My luck, everyone had a busy first and second of May. If I had to go through emails and the system for four days, I don't know if I would have survived today. Like this, after 8 hours of looking at the black and white text of emails and tables, everything became black and white for me. And this day was similar to any other, when I return to work after a vacation.. All round...

When we are employed and work with people, our colleagues, no matter how much experience or years of service we have, a situation can always happen that will throw us out of balance and cause us to write or say some "difficult" words.