It took 2 hours to pack everything up and load the car and then over 9 hours to unpack, throw out, bin and generally sort out. Where’s the maths in that? And if the unpacking wasn’t a nightmare, I now have a washing basket that is gradually taking over my room. I’m half expecting to wake up one morning and find I’m lying in a sea of duvet covers, tops and socks. And if their not taking over then chances are, they will walk out on me because I’m currently on washing strike. Will probably regret that decision when I wake up and discover there are no clean clothes to wear, and guarantee it will happen on a day when I have an extremely hot date (one can dream!) either way nakedness will not be appreciated.
However in-between all the smelly clothes and endless cupboards of edible food, it’s a great feeling being back on home turf. It’s crazy how quickly you adjust to your old routine. So sleeping, eating, numerous hours on Auto Trader.com and a bit of revision and you have my week so far. Extremely productive. The only thing that is stopping me from blissful freedom is the whopping great blister I have on my thumb. It came as a result of literally SCRUBBING our oven at uni and sadly my thumb took the consequences (our oven did look amazing though!) Eeek sounding like a thoroughbred housewife there, not good. Right, Mr. Keats awaits…
Wednesday 17 June 2009
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