On holz and huts

So this weekend was busy. The pup went home, we vacuumed for an eternity. Stefan graded vocab tests and worked on a sermon. I continued vacuuming up dog hair. Stefan helped set up somebody's internet connection. I vacuumed dog hair. Then I painted a coat of oil on the holz (wood in German) furniture we got for the balcony. We're pretty excited to have a real table this year since last year's cardboard box was getting old.

Stefan's brother came up to visit. It's his last visit before he follows a dream: quitting his day job (ie pushing papers and dealing with unhappy people) and moving to a hut in the Alps. He'll be helping to run the Tutzinger Huette in the German Alps, close to the Austrian border. We're hoping to go visit this summer when Stefan has holidays. The view is fantastic!