Cleanliness is next to godliness

I am one of those persons that do not see untidy clothes on the floor, crusty plates in the sink and other less savory things. (I do have weekly cleaning habits of the necesary kind: bathroom, kitchen, change of bed...)
In some ways it is a blessing: I will not have a hissy-fit over dirty windows, but on the other hand, it would be good to "see" once in a while because at one point I will. As just now with my keybord.

Uch..

It is disgusting.

I'll go and find some alcohol, and wash my hands.

And then I think about all the other things I regularily touch and have not thought about cleaning. The remote control. The buttons on the cd-player. My mp3, cellphone...uch, uch, uch. All full of dead skin, grease and miscellancelous biomass. I am grossing myself out. Guess what I'll be doing this week end?

Curious how my brain suddenly register these things just around exam-prepping time..

Coming up for a breath of air.

Where did all those boxes come from? How have I accumulatet all this stuff?

No wonder

No wonder I was feeling out of sorts on monday. I went to ballet, and suddenly I could not see clearly. Stars all over the vision and no way of focusing...It made for an interesting class, until I managed to unmuddle my head enough to get my butt home and clean the cubboard for paracet. I did it in time, and slept through the migraine..

The boxes are piling up around here, and the Move is next week. Ouch.

It is one of those days

Another card out of order. It is the third in one year, and this last time I have tried to only use atm machines (or holes in the wall. I love that expression)and not the shops, and yet it has only laster half a year. And dinner is experimental, and too much so, since it is turning out a bit crap. and slow. urkh. These things in themeselves is not so bad, but I woke up this morning not really feeling up to facing the world. Must be my hibernating gland kicking into action. Then anything more ardous than going to the loo is percievet as the End of the World!

Darn.

I was going to put up all this lovely books I have read in xmas, as I made a teensy trip to Waterstones in Birmingham and came out with all these little treasures. One about medieval times in England, another about the governessing through the times, the graveyard book by Neil Gaiman, and one called the morville hours and another one. But I started PACKING today and the bookshelves are the first to go into boxes, and so until I pick them out again I am without precise titles and authors names.

And We have bought a KITCHEN! And there is electricity in the new flat, and we have bought painting...

Some days late...

I'll kill that cat!

Iiiiiiiittt's Christmas!

The stars are out, and that is about that since we are going away to England for the holidays and eat stuffed turkey til we get stuffed ourselves. And also because of the Big Move wich is about to bomb our household. The key to the new flat will be picked up today, and we will be out of this rented flat ending January. A thinks we will be in the new flat also ending January, but I just smile slightly pitying and tell him not to get his hopes up.

I am also bying kitchen with is scary, because it is the most expensive thing I have bought to this day, and I feel like we should by it on Ikea, as cheap as possible, even though my mother insist on us geting something better. So I have been asking for prices in these expensive looking shops and yes, Ikea is way cheaper. But the kitchen is small so custom made is the most practical since 10 cm lost is 10 cm too many.

I'll make before and after photos. Promise.

Just to make the timing even better, I will be in exams all through January until mid February. Just the thought makes me want to scream.

But that is JAnuary, now it is Christmas!

To night I will see "Grevinnen og hovmesteren" (the countess and the butler) because it has been posted on youtube. So at least one tradition that will be upheld.

Merry christmas everyone!