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May. 14th, 2012 05:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolOh god my mother is reading that 50 Shades of Grey book. DID NOT NEED TO KNOW, MOTHER.
I have spent today off work, during which I would like to pretend I've been reasonably practical. Two job applications in (I am following a rule of Apply For Work I Wouldn't Hate Or At Least Pays Better), recycling out and weekly food shop done, blog post written and others circulating around my head, and flat is as clean as a whistle. Well, that last part is a product of Saturday. I had work on Saturday morning (hence today off - work three Saturdays, get one day off! Which still means four hours unpaid overtime! ANYWAY) and then came home and CLEANED ALL OF THE THINGS. I cleaned out the oven, using some scary chemicals and with plastic bags to protect the floor and an old hoodie and marigolds to protect me. This might not sound like an achievement to you, but it is to me. I can see what's cooking inside the oven now. This is WIN. The rest of the flat is also reasonably sparkling, with the exception of a small pile for the chairty shop now I'm fully finished doing my massive clear-out. It'll get done soon, honest.
I have also had all my hair cut off! Well, I haven't, that's blatently a lie. I was, however, sick of having Wedding Hair, and wanted to go back to my cute River Song length hair and I have. The hairdresser was horrified at how long I'd gone without a cut until I explained the wedding thing, which is apparently the only excuse a hairdresser will take for such apparent neglect. It feels lighter on my head, it takes half the time to wash, and there is no plaiting in my future. These are all Very Good Things, and also, you know, it's cute.
... and yes, this is about as rock and roll as my life is right now. Now I'm going to go and bake cookies. Yeah, I'm cool.
(I would worry that I'm turning into my mum, but I'm more worried we're turning into each other. I'm cleaning, she's reading glorified Twilight fanfiction. MY LIFE WHAT.)
I have spent today off work, during which I would like to pretend I've been reasonably practical. Two job applications in (I am following a rule of Apply For Work I Wouldn't Hate Or At Least Pays Better), recycling out and weekly food shop done, blog post written and others circulating around my head, and flat is as clean as a whistle. Well, that last part is a product of Saturday. I had work on Saturday morning (hence today off - work three Saturdays, get one day off! Which still means four hours unpaid overtime! ANYWAY) and then came home and CLEANED ALL OF THE THINGS. I cleaned out the oven, using some scary chemicals and with plastic bags to protect the floor and an old hoodie and marigolds to protect me. This might not sound like an achievement to you, but it is to me. I can see what's cooking inside the oven now. This is WIN. The rest of the flat is also reasonably sparkling, with the exception of a small pile for the chairty shop now I'm fully finished doing my massive clear-out. It'll get done soon, honest.
I have also had all my hair cut off! Well, I haven't, that's blatently a lie. I was, however, sick of having Wedding Hair, and wanted to go back to my cute River Song length hair and I have. The hairdresser was horrified at how long I'd gone without a cut until I explained the wedding thing, which is apparently the only excuse a hairdresser will take for such apparent neglect. It feels lighter on my head, it takes half the time to wash, and there is no plaiting in my future. These are all Very Good Things, and also, you know, it's cute.
... and yes, this is about as rock and roll as my life is right now. Now I'm going to go and bake cookies. Yeah, I'm cool.
(I would worry that I'm turning into my mum, but I'm more worried we're turning into each other. I'm cleaning, she's reading glorified Twilight fanfiction. MY LIFE WHAT.)
