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kangeikoI'm moving house tomorrow, therefore I have boxes everywhere & am not packed AT ALL. This is fine. I will have plenty of time to pack during the NO TIME I have allocated for this. #idiot
And then I have to do all the new!house things, like pick a broadband provider. Hivemind, what do we think about Virgin Media? Is the promised superfast connection really superfast?
Also, I have been too stressed to properly pay attention to, & restrain my parents during, the new!house shopping. This means I got home to find a shiny new stainless steel kitchen roll holder. WTF is this, I don't even have kitchen roll - but no, my mother had thought of this, and purchased me a giant pack. "Ah, I see you have bought the essentials," I said. "Yes," she said, not looking up, "I got the pastry brush and the parmesan grater, but I held back on replacing your piping bag. You'll be ok for a few weeks without one?" NO MOTHER, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO. I guess it's good that I have the parmesan grater to comfort me during my difficult time.
Seriously, I love my parents, and they are unfailing generous, but I think they still think of me as a little girl leaving home for the very first time. My father wants to buy me some more miniature pots & pans, presumably to make tiny cakes. I feel like he's outfitting a doll's house. I have forbidden them from buying anything else whatsoever.
Colleague at work looked like she gonna cry today, so I gave her a hug. Audit time is never fun.
Also, Yuletide. I am still excited in principle, but the sheer exhaustion of moving house is sapping my energy & vim somewhat. Please send replacement vim.
And then I have to do all the new!house things, like pick a broadband provider. Hivemind, what do we think about Virgin Media? Is the promised superfast connection really superfast?
Also, I have been too stressed to properly pay attention to, & restrain my parents during, the new!house shopping. This means I got home to find a shiny new stainless steel kitchen roll holder. WTF is this, I don't even have kitchen roll - but no, my mother had thought of this, and purchased me a giant pack. "Ah, I see you have bought the essentials," I said. "Yes," she said, not looking up, "I got the pastry brush and the parmesan grater, but I held back on replacing your piping bag. You'll be ok for a few weeks without one?" NO MOTHER, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO. I guess it's good that I have the parmesan grater to comfort me during my difficult time.
Seriously, I love my parents, and they are unfailing generous, but I think they still think of me as a little girl leaving home for the very first time. My father wants to buy me some more miniature pots & pans, presumably to make tiny cakes. I feel like he's outfitting a doll's house. I have forbidden them from buying anything else whatsoever.
Colleague at work looked like she gonna cry today, so I gave her a hug. Audit time is never fun.
Also, Yuletide. I am still excited in principle, but the sheer exhaustion of moving house is sapping my energy & vim somewhat. Please send replacement vim.