Continuation. Christmas and New Year's Eve. Everything is still new. But the Christmas tree already fits into the living room as if it had never been otherwise. The memory of the old apartment is fading. For Christmas, we gave each other something. There were still 14 credits left and everything was paid off. The old Golf was already eight... now it’s sold and a new G. decorates the driveway. New Year's Eve at friends', I discovered something that I somehow find cool, but on the other hand also questionable. They now have this box. You say, hey Google, play some rock music. Then the thing answers that it intends to play AC/DC. And if you say ok, it starts. So for New Year's Eve, a great thing, but does Google really know who with whom what how? This afternoon I chilled in the living room, noticed the first drying cracks, let’s wait a few more months, then we’ll get to work on them. The house is settling, living becomes everyday life, o du fröhliche.... and Happy New Year to you.