Thessalian - 1; Flatmaggedon - 0
Jun. 25th, 2011 12:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thessalianFirst of all ... way to go, New York!
*ahem*
This is my break time between various bits of Flatmageddon. It is good that I have a break, because I am having a hard time feeling my arms and both my ankles are made of dull, achy pain. It's been a long, long morning.
It started with me waking up at ten to seven in the frigging morning. Without even the alarm being set. I don't even know. Anyway, at around 10am, a charming fellow turned up with my bookshelf. Huzzah! I then spent nearly an hour and a half putting the thing together and let me tell you, Argos furniture is not as easy to put together as Ikea furniture. Thankfully, I have screwdrivers. I don't have a hammer so I can't exactly put the back on ... yet. Still, it'll do for the time being and now I have a bookshelf that doesn't lean precariously! Yay! And it's the perfect fit for where I had in mind and I can even reach the bathroom light switch! Awesome!
Anyway, so by then it was about 11:30, my arms were kind of numb and I thought I'd best look up directions to the post office. Which was about when I noticed that I'd got the opening hours for the post office bass-ackwards; it's weekdays that it's open from 8am-1pm and Saturdays that it's only open 'til midday. And it's a twenty-minute walk. So I threw on the first pair of shoes I could step into and fled. Which is why my calves hurt; clogs + power-walking = BAD IDEA. Nevertheless, I got to the post office before it closed and now I have the first batch of essential oils yay! I also noticed as I fled the house that there was a brown envelope in my mailbox, which I assumed (correctly) contained BPAL. So on the whole, it's been a good day for Things Arriving At My Door. And I actually still have a bottle of jojoba oil and that means that the perfume creation can start more or less whenever! WOO! I'm a little lacking in pipettes and bottles but I'll think of something. I always do.
I've just scoffed down lunch and am more or less going to crash for a little while before my man-with-van stuff gets here. I have the cash to pay the man, so that's okay, and I'll worry about unpacking everything later. I should probably have a bit more of a tidy-up so there aren't bags and boxes and bubble wrap all over the place but ... not now. Not yet. Maybe when things hurt a little less. I mean, seriously. OW.
...Maybe there could be a nap. That'd be nice.
*ahem*
This is my break time between various bits of Flatmageddon. It is good that I have a break, because I am having a hard time feeling my arms and both my ankles are made of dull, achy pain. It's been a long, long morning.
It started with me waking up at ten to seven in the frigging morning. Without even the alarm being set. I don't even know. Anyway, at around 10am, a charming fellow turned up with my bookshelf. Huzzah! I then spent nearly an hour and a half putting the thing together and let me tell you, Argos furniture is not as easy to put together as Ikea furniture. Thankfully, I have screwdrivers. I don't have a hammer so I can't exactly put the back on ... yet. Still, it'll do for the time being and now I have a bookshelf that doesn't lean precariously! Yay! And it's the perfect fit for where I had in mind and I can even reach the bathroom light switch! Awesome!
Anyway, so by then it was about 11:30, my arms were kind of numb and I thought I'd best look up directions to the post office. Which was about when I noticed that I'd got the opening hours for the post office bass-ackwards; it's weekdays that it's open from 8am-1pm and Saturdays that it's only open 'til midday. And it's a twenty-minute walk. So I threw on the first pair of shoes I could step into and fled. Which is why my calves hurt; clogs + power-walking = BAD IDEA. Nevertheless, I got to the post office before it closed and now I have the first batch of essential oils yay! I also noticed as I fled the house that there was a brown envelope in my mailbox, which I assumed (correctly) contained BPAL. So on the whole, it's been a good day for Things Arriving At My Door. And I actually still have a bottle of jojoba oil and that means that the perfume creation can start more or less whenever! WOO! I'm a little lacking in pipettes and bottles but I'll think of something. I always do.
I've just scoffed down lunch and am more or less going to crash for a little while before my man-with-van stuff gets here. I have the cash to pay the man, so that's okay, and I'll worry about unpacking everything later. I should probably have a bit more of a tidy-up so there aren't bags and boxes and bubble wrap all over the place but ... not now. Not yet. Maybe when things hurt a little less. I mean, seriously. OW.
...Maybe there could be a nap. That'd be nice.