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Jul. 10th, 2013 03:40 amThe best thing about cutting my hair is that for the first month or so it doesn't tangle much despite the fact that oh, a week ago the snarls would start in the hair that didn't get chopped. Apparently the strands left are so grateful to not be in a bag waiting for trash day that they all agree not to piss me off and play nicely.
Yesterday's assault on the kitchen probably went better than it should have realistically, but in my head it was far more dramatic than what happened. No massively awesome results, really. Sadly. On the other hand, I learned that I wasn't imagining the sink being evil (boo) but our fridge is much cleaner. Mums also spared my delicate sensibilities and waged war on the pantry by herself. My heroine! (Kids, never just forget bags of potatoes and onions. Just... no.)
To make up for the less than impressive visible results on the kitchen, I packed up three boxes of books and realized holyfuck, I have a lot of books. I mean I knew this going in, but when you're trying to wrestle them into boxes and rapidly running out of space for both the boxes and the books in the boxes? Yeah. So I had to move things around in the area where my boxes are currently living and that meant that one of the spaces I worked so hard to clear for the first time in years is now filled with something else again. Sigh. You win some battles, you lose some. It just happens.
I'm wondering what today will bring other than hopefully at least one toy and a never ending supply of whiskey sours that I will drink so slowly that the alcoholic content will be severely compromised.

So do I, Lassie. So do I.
Eta: Justice appears to have Briar and Apple. Will let you know how that pans out after noon. Wish me luck!
Yesterday's assault on the kitchen probably went better than it should have realistically, but in my head it was far more dramatic than what happened. No massively awesome results, really. Sadly. On the other hand, I learned that I wasn't imagining the sink being evil (boo) but our fridge is much cleaner. Mums also spared my delicate sensibilities and waged war on the pantry by herself. My heroine! (Kids, never just forget bags of potatoes and onions. Just... no.)
To make up for the less than impressive visible results on the kitchen, I packed up three boxes of books and realized holyfuck, I have a lot of books. I mean I knew this going in, but when you're trying to wrestle them into boxes and rapidly running out of space for both the boxes and the books in the boxes? Yeah. So I had to move things around in the area where my boxes are currently living and that meant that one of the spaces I worked so hard to clear for the first time in years is now filled with something else again. Sigh. You win some battles, you lose some. It just happens.
I'm wondering what today will bring other than hopefully at least one toy and a never ending supply of whiskey sours that I will drink so slowly that the alcoholic content will be severely compromised.

So do I, Lassie. So do I.
Eta: Justice appears to have Briar and Apple. Will let you know how that pans out after noon. Wish me luck!