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Sep. 18th, 2010 05:47 pmToday I went into Ormskirk with the intention of:
1. Joining the gym at the swimming pool
2. Popping into the shop to see Jo for ten minutes
3. Buying cheap trainers and tracksuit bottoms for section 1
4. Buying an umbrella
5. Picking up eggs and greaseproof paper for tonight's planned Baking Experiment
An hour tops, I reckoned. I strode out with purpose, and went to the reception at Park Pool. We talked through all of my options. I picked my option. I filled in a form. Then I remembered that I had failed to bring in my direct debit information. "Crumbs," I said. "I'll be back in half an hour, is that ok?"
So I trundled off to see Jo, who it turns out wasn't working. This is fine, as her house is about two minutes away from her place of work. I knock on the door. "Come in!" she says cheerfully. "Tea?"
Well, I like tea, and thought I could still be done quickly. Ninety minutes later I wander out into the rain. I manage to achieve section 3 of the plan, although apparently every shop in Ormskirk thinks that girls can only have trainers with pink bits, or spend over £40. As I am always in favour of being cheap, I now own pink and black trainers. I loathe pink. I managed to find an umbrella, although I'm already soaking wet.
I went back home, dropped off hideous trainers and tracksuit bottoms and headed out again, armed with bank details. I successfully achieve gym membership, and even manage to book a gym induction and a yoga class for Thursday. "We have mats you can borrow," said the receptionist, "but, um, I would get yourself a cheap one from Argos." Well, that's ominous. I then headed across the park to Morrisons and spent about three days looking for greaseproof paper, which I eventually managed.
I left the house for the first time at 12.15pm. I was back at 4.00pm. Oiy.
Also, Dad has become enraged with The Spider Apocalypse Of 2010 and has hoovered out the entire house and garage, thereby to my mind just annoying the spiders further. However, he has caught five and put them into an old coffee jar to see which spider will survive the longest. To my mind creating an angry super spider that has performed battle royale is what we might call a mistake, but there we go.
In other news it's freezing cold right now. I am not impressed by this.
1. Joining the gym at the swimming pool
2. Popping into the shop to see Jo for ten minutes
3. Buying cheap trainers and tracksuit bottoms for section 1
4. Buying an umbrella
5. Picking up eggs and greaseproof paper for tonight's planned Baking Experiment
An hour tops, I reckoned. I strode out with purpose, and went to the reception at Park Pool. We talked through all of my options. I picked my option. I filled in a form. Then I remembered that I had failed to bring in my direct debit information. "Crumbs," I said. "I'll be back in half an hour, is that ok?"
So I trundled off to see Jo, who it turns out wasn't working. This is fine, as her house is about two minutes away from her place of work. I knock on the door. "Come in!" she says cheerfully. "Tea?"
Well, I like tea, and thought I could still be done quickly. Ninety minutes later I wander out into the rain. I manage to achieve section 3 of the plan, although apparently every shop in Ormskirk thinks that girls can only have trainers with pink bits, or spend over £40. As I am always in favour of being cheap, I now own pink and black trainers. I loathe pink. I managed to find an umbrella, although I'm already soaking wet.
I went back home, dropped off hideous trainers and tracksuit bottoms and headed out again, armed with bank details. I successfully achieve gym membership, and even manage to book a gym induction and a yoga class for Thursday. "We have mats you can borrow," said the receptionist, "but, um, I would get yourself a cheap one from Argos." Well, that's ominous. I then headed across the park to Morrisons and spent about three days looking for greaseproof paper, which I eventually managed.
I left the house for the first time at 12.15pm. I was back at 4.00pm. Oiy.
Also, Dad has become enraged with The Spider Apocalypse Of 2010 and has hoovered out the entire house and garage, thereby to my mind just annoying the spiders further. However, he has caught five and put them into an old coffee jar to see which spider will survive the longest. To my mind creating an angry super spider that has performed battle royale is what we might call a mistake, but there we go.
In other news it's freezing cold right now. I am not impressed by this.
