Another benefit of cleaning, apart from having less things to worry about: I am now wearing my earrings more often. I can get to them a lot easier now.
I ran into an old photo of myself the other day, made about 26 years ago. I was 10, and posing with the treats I was handing out in class (Ice cream, for those interested. Comes with being a late spring-baby).
And I felt this wave of nostalgia? sorrow? Mainly the latter, I guess. Purple shirt over green/yellow/red trousers depicting I seem to recall a rainforest. A fashion-sense I seem to have lost over the years. And that’s sad. Life comes with change, I know, but still. I don’t dress the way I did 25 years ago, and in a sense that’s a loss.
And it’s not that the delivery was so late that’s bugging me (though I am not happy about that either, I have to say. I mean, six weeks? When on the site it was promised that it would be a next-day delivery? I get that the need was greater than the supply, but still.) It’s that after the first email to tell me that it would be later I didn’t hear anything from them. I had to chase them up myself to get some information out of them. Continue reading About bloody time
I bought a watch yesterday. Its real colour is somewhat darker than in that picture.
No specific reason, I just wanted to wear one again after all these years. Besides, it’s easier to tell the time this way than with my phone.
I’ve used a laundrette for the first time ever, today.
30 years, and I’ve never used a laundrette before. How sad is that?
It was also raining, but what with how hot it’s been the past weeks, that’s not surprising, really. We had a major thunderstorm this Saturday.
Also, I haven’t seen our stragglers for the past couple of days. I’m worried.
So then, me in a hat! Continue reading Pic
I bought a hat today. Dad calls it a Terry Pratchett-hat, which should give you some idea as to its appearance.
*proudly displays footses.* New combat boots! Now I can kick ass again. As soon as my feet have forgiven me for forcing new shoes on them.
These are my new shoes. Not as shocking as my old ones, but still nice and distinctive enough in their own way Continue reading New shoes
*proudly displays footses* Look, new shoes! Life is good.