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The day with the hoarding

on Apr 10, 2013

I’m a terrible hoarder. Whilst not quite storing mouldering newspapers, I’m not quite able to throw away university lecture notes, either. Our house is pretty small, so in the twelve(!) years we’ve been living here, things have … accumulated. Over the last few weeks we’ve slowly been de-cluttering ourselves, getting rid of old books, toys, DVDs and the like. It’s making a difference. Our dining room bookcases – once stuffed with my plentiful fiction collection – has now been pared down enough to accommodate the photo frames that had hitherto been collecting dust (quite literally) all across the top. Obviously, it’s not quite the textbook definition of minimalism, but it’s at least a start. I’ve also done things I hardly ever do. Like, clear up down the side of the TV cabinet, rather than just on top and inside it. I...

Protected: The day I just can’t catch a break

on Apr 3, 2013

If the post here is protected, it’s probably because I’m ranting about something (read: someone) in my life and am trying to spare feelings. You don’t have to miss out, though. Providing we’re somewhat acquainted (but don’t share DNA), you can ask for the password on my contact page!

Protected: The day with the hissing and fizzing

on Mar 18, 2013

If the post here is protected, it’s probably because I’m ranting about something (read: someone) in my life and am trying to spare feelings. You don’t have to miss out, though. Providing we’re somewhat acquainted (but don’t share DNA), you can ask for the password on my contact page!

The day with the big black plume of panic

on Mar 7, 2013

Well. Last week was fun. I lie, of course. It was about as enjoyable as an acute chest infection. Which is what I had. For TEN FUCKING DAYS. So: not much to write about, really. My perspective over the last week has essentially been anchored to my bed, and few exciting things happen in the confines of my tiny bedroom (no offence, husband). I applied for another job yesterday (excellent money; great opportunities. I hit around 95% of the essential criteria and 90% of the desirable, but I don’t think that my experience is exactly what they’re looking for, so as much as I’d love it, I don’t think I’ll get it. But since I think I had 100% of both for that last job and didn’t get anywhere, what the hell, right? You miss 100% of the chances you don’t take. It was the hardest application I’ve ever submitted though, consisting of five...

Protected: The day with the nose issues

on Feb 24, 2013

If the post here is protected, it’s probably because I’m ranting about something (read: someone) in my life and am trying to spare feelings. You don’t have to miss out, though. Providing we’re somewhat acquainted (but don’t share DNA), you can ask for the password on my contact page!

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