ABOUT US

Hello and welcome to this site!

Here I report on our everyday life – chaotic, funny, sometimes stressful, but always full of life. We are my two wonderful daughters (14 and 16) and I – an unbeatable mother-daughter trio who affectionately call themselves the Gilmore Girls.

Why?

Because our lives are a mixture of coffee, quick conversations, absurd discussions and the constant question: What are we going to eat next?

And what better way to start this page than with a completely normal, crazy day at our place?

So, buckle up, because here comes a typical day in our lives

A completely normal crazy day –
with two teenage daughters, a cat and chaos!

5:30 a.m. – Why so early?

The alarm goes off. I briefly consider just playing dead. But it doesn't work, because the cat has a built-in early warning system for "people who need to get up right away" and loudly stomps on my face.

A subtle hint that her bowl is scandalously empty, even though dry food is always there. But our kitten is spoiled.

6:00 a.m. – Coffee and silence – the best moment of the day

With my first cup of coffee, I enjoy exactly 10 minutes of peace before the chaos sets in. I could theoretically meditate, catch up on the news, or sort out my thoughts during this time.

Instead, I scroll through my phone because at this time of day my brain is only good for Instagram and cat videos.

7:00 a.m. – Daughter number two rises from the depths of the duvet

The younger of my two daughters actually gets out of bed on her own. I'm proud. She mumbles "morning," which is probably more of a sound than a conversation, and drags herself toward the bathroom.

She stays there for what feels like an eternity. I remember my own teenage years and let her be. At least she's awake.

7:20 a.m. – I try not to let our apartment sink into chaos

Between feeding the cat, checking the lunchbox (“No, you can’t just take one bar of chocolate!”) and collecting mysterious piles of clothes that suddenly appear everywhere, I try to leave the household in a somewhat stable state.

07:25 – Daughter Number One wakes up from a coma

I'm using the word "get up" generously here. Actually, I pull the covers away from her and say

"YOU HAVE TO GO NOW!" She mumbles something incomprehensible (probably a curse at me) and staggers toward the bathroom. Meanwhile, the cat stands in the kitchen, acting like it hasn't been fed in days.

7:40 a.m. - 7:45 a.m. - The daily battle for school

After an endless back and forth about when we'll finally leave the house—7:41 a.m. or 7:43 a.m.—we finally make some progress. Both daughters are arguing with full enthusiasm, even though they don't really want to go to school at all. At some point, I grab their school bags, gently push them toward the door, and the debate is over. Reluctantly, but at least, we're finally off.

8:10 a.m. – I disappear into the office

Finally, I'm sitting in the car, drinking my second coffee—at least mentally—and considering whether I should perhaps crown the day with a salary discussion after all. The to-do list is already waiting, but for now, I'm enjoying the brief peace between school chaos and office life. A deep breath before the next hustle and bustle begins.

9:00 - 16:30 – Office life (with less chaos, but just as much drama)

Emails, meetings, to-do lists – my day is full.

While I'm doing highly professional things (or pretending to have everything under control), messages are pouring in to the Gilmore Girls group:

“Mom, have you seen my charging cable?”
“We have no more bread.”
“Can I order something online?” (Spoiler: It won’t be cheap.)

5:00 PM – Homecoming and hungry crowd

I come home and am greeted by two hungry teenagers and a reproachful cat.

While my daughters inspect the fridge and discover that it contains nothing edible (i.e., no pre-made pizza or chips), I decide whether I should just get back in the car and head back to the office.

6:00 PM – Shopping with discussions

Shopping with two teenagers is like a reality show. I want fruit and vegetables, they want energy drinks and candy. I negotiate better than a diplomat at a UN conference and at least manage to reach a compromise: They can have chips if they also take apples. The apples are later ignored, of course.

7:00 PM – Dinner and the big TikTok debate

We sit together at the table. I try to initiate a deep conversation: "How was school?" – Answer: "Good."

This is followed by a 30-minute discussion about why some TikTok challenge is absolutely essential to their lives, while I'm just thinking, Can I please quit my job as a mom?

8:00 p.m. – Household or escape?

I start the household and assign tasks.

Enthusiasm? Zero. One daughter disappears with, "I just have to do something for school!" (Lie!), the other discusses whether emptying the dishwasher isn't a human rights violation and disappears into the bathroom.

The cat is watching us and probably thinking: You idiots, I just lie around and you do everything for me!

10:00 PM – Bedtime. Theoretically.

I announce it's time to go to bed. Reaction:

“Just one more episode!”
“I just need to google something!”
“I’m not tired yet!”

Eventually, I give up, ignore the murmuring from their rooms, and go to bed myself. The cat has already strategically settled on my pillow. I try to squeeze into a corner next to her, wondering if tomorrow might be less chaotic. (Spoiler alert: No.)