Handy(wo)man Hannah
I just fixed a hoover by myself. I'm rather proud and also my cleaness is soothed by the fact that it picks up dirty again (it was blocked). This is a hideously mundane thing, but I did it by myself. The path is independence is paved with the mundane, I am discovering.
I'm actually having a pretty bleh weekend; the only housemates home are the housmates I hate and planning my dissertation is far more complicated than I actually bargained for. I'm off out this afternoon to be the ultimate Valentine's cliche- yes, I'm going with my single friends to see a rom-com. I feel slightly dirty. Or that's possibly the dust from the hoover on my feet.
I'm actually having a pretty bleh weekend; the only housemates home are the housmates I hate and planning my dissertation is far more complicated than I actually bargained for. I'm off out this afternoon to be the ultimate Valentine's cliche- yes, I'm going with my single friends to see a rom-com. I feel slightly dirty. Or that's possibly the dust from the hoover on my feet.