Mum and Dad decided we needed to go to IKEA. For tealights, you know. And since it would be boring to go to the IKEA-store that is in the same town as my university it was decided to drive to the one the next town over. Travel-wise it is about the same distance.

When we passed the last motorway exist Dad finally admitted that he hadn’t looked up the address of the store beforehand. After driving around some time and my dear father being a total MAN by not admitting that he didn’t know the way I finally phoned the directory information and asked for the address.

We entered the store with the clear intention to just look and buy nothing but the packet of tealights. When we arrived at the check-out-line we had two new tureens, an apron, a big candle, a curtain rod, a bunch of catalogues, three bags and a packet of Christmas paper – that was when someone remembered the tealights.

Went to the exam-office today. Thought I would be half an hour early but then found out that the opening hours. So I arrived ten minutes before closing time.

Thankfully I managed to clear up everything – save for the last certification from the history department. They still can’t tell me who is qualified to give it to me, but that’s pretty much SOP for my university.

On the bright side: I have the topic for my big exam-paper and the deadline.