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Dear diary, there are days when life feels like an epic adventure. And then there are days like today – when I had to take on the ultimate final boss. No, no fear, not a fire-breathing dragon, not a sinister necromancer, not even a particularly aggressive chicken. No, worse… my grandma.
Like any true hero, my day naturally starts with a heroic delay. (Seven minutes! I ask you, is that really the end of the world?) But Grandma wouldn’t be Grandma if she didn’t put that on my bread – along with a good dose of well-intentioned advice à la “Find a husband, learn housework and have children!”. Ah, Grandma, you walking manual for the traditional image of women…
Of course, the inevitable happens: discussions, drama and a duel to the death! But wait – what’s that? A new challenge appears in the form of an ominous apprenticeship! Will I be forced into the dark realm of tailoring? Will Grandma really banish me to a shop full of pincushions? Questions upon questions!
And then there’s the mysterious “nice gentleman” from the mages’ guild who Grandma thinks is my future husband. I’ll just say this much: Talking can also be a weapon – if it just doesn’t stop!
Good thing I’m more of a quiet type! Ha!
But anyone who thinks my day is over is underestimating my ability to plunge further into chaos. A few unfortunate decisions, a little mead and – bang! – I’m once again facing my old rival:”Schranki” , whom I once provoked… before I ran away. But this time I’m going to prove myself! This time I will stand still! This time I will…
So there’s no end to the chaos – but that’s exactly what makes it so entertaining, isn’t it? If you want to know whether I’ll outgrow myself this time or just fail marvellously again – you shouldn’t miss the latest episode!
👉 Curious? Then take a look and join me on this glorious adventure! 🎭🎥
