Planning and Planting

Its been feeling so busy recently, life has.
It seems theres something happening in all directions - theres so many plans in the making, to be make and have yet to be made. Its this whole 'getting into the real world' crap that us now ex-students are shoved into at this time of year is no piece of cake.

I don't have it half as bad as most of my friends, which SHOULD be a comfort, but really I feel just as small and insignificant as the rest of them. But thats okay, really *everybody's* small and insignificant compared to things like Earth and the Sun!!! Not that that even matters.

So, this morning felt busy and stressful because I got a whole bunch of phone calls within a space of like half an hour. Everyone who called wanted to know something and organise something and it was just irritating because I'd only just gotten out of bed!
Admittedly... It was 10am.... A reasonable hour... But still.
And also, two of the people who called told me I had to change my cellphone answerphone message! I mean, really?
Okay, it wasn't the most professional message, and okay, it had been on there since 2007, and okay, I had been meaning to change it for a good year and a half now. But, really?

I spent the remainder of the day since 1pm cleaning the house up. I felt great about it, because now (thanks to me) the kitchens completely clean, as are both bathrooms and several bedrooms. Every single piece or washing is clean and dry and there is only one pile left thats waiting to be ironed (I might get around to it, who knows?).

I re-potted two plants as well! What gorgeous little things they are! One is some form of yellow flowering plant, I found him UNDER THE DECK (what an outrage!) because somebody had knocked him down there and not even planted him! He was withering away, and nobody cared or even noticed he was gone..
He's much happier now, all planted and watered.

I found some distant cousins of a Dahlia flower I had last year. They are happily growing in mums flower pot now, although they are unwelcome because they don't match the colour regime..



The second plant I replanted, I have named Ron. After Ronald Weasley!
I think now, that it may have been a bad idea giving him that name, because he's in a pretty bad state and he very well may die... You see, about 2 weeks ago i found the mangled remains of some kind of small plant. My retriever, Tyson, had been.. err... taking it on a 'outing' that day... Well. Today, I found the other part of the plant, the part that he'd ripped the other section off from.
Im surprised it hadn't shriveled up and died, to be honest. Its pretty much a little branch with two leaves and roots. Poor thing...
Oh well. He's not situated right outside my bedroom window so that I can monitor his progress.

Good luck Ron!

Raincoat violence - 19th December 09

There are various topics in need of discussion. These have arisen in the past 2 -3 days and are (apparently) incredibly important.

We will start with the most important!
About 5 minutes ago I was hanging the washing out, which doesn't seem too important right? Nothing thats in need of top priority blog mentioning. But you see, I was astonished to find that there was this yellow raincoat in the washing machine. It had never occurred to me that raincoats needed washing. Because they tend to only ever be used with water! I just presumed they cleaned themselves... and as I have recently discovered... they don't.
So, there I am, trying to peg this raincoat to the line, and it just wasn't working out. It wasn't sitting the same way as a top would. And so I noticed that the hood was on the wrong side and it was throwing the entire coat out of balance... So I flicked the hood up and over onto the other side. But, being myself, I managed to flick it into my face. I NEVER thought a raincoat could be so painful! It like, aimed for my eye! And believe me, raincoats have got fcking accurate aim!
But, I still knew that resorting to violence against the raincoat would only be sinking to its level, so I was the better man and let that little... little incident.... slide.

Another note thats definitely worth mentioning is that I have been tidying my bedroom for the past hour or so (besides the 10 minutes I had to spare for the abuse I explained above). I never realised how much CRAP I had in my room! And geeeeezz, when you've moved house as many times as I have in a short amount of time you come to think that you've gotten rid of all your rubbish! Apparently I thought wrong. So, I never actually finished tidying my bedroom. I thought the raincoat problem NEEDED to be talked about asap and I would just have to put my room tidying on hold until I'd done that.

Also, I've become attached to the name "Autumn". Because of various conversations I've had with various people about various things... But I have decided to only reward very special things the name of Autumn.

Oh yeah. And I have a boy friend.
Yeah, I have a 'bif' now, which is epic weird. I honestly don't know what to say about it.