There are only eleven days until my BFF comes to
play I mean stay, yes stay. Always much look forwardededed to with electric anticipation. We plan tasty foods and we plan loads of films and things, we plan plans to stitch n bitch and sometimes actually manage to stitch too! But I have a rival, someone with whom I absolutely cannot compete with, he is such a courteous gentleman, he can melt you with just a blink of his mesmerising eyes, of course I am referring to ‘Mikey’ the not-my-cat who sits on my recycling bin ‘supervising’ kitchen activities and persuading to be let in.
Her imminent arrival also gives me the impetus to get on with the to-do list. So here we go, my list
- Tidy/sort/chuck bathroom junk
- Today/sort/chuck bedroom junk
- Wash towels
- Start big shop list of don’t forgets
- Shift/bag loose balls of yarn
- Tidy away untidied bedroom bits
- Finish web album work
- Type up pod cast article
- Create contact page
I’ve slowly been catching up with the web work at my desk, I’m still trying to master getting up from my desk but I am no nearer success. There’s a lazy aspect in my brain, I psych myself up, get hands and chair in place, sit ready, take a deep breath and flop as the impetus flood away and despondency makes me change my mind and I end up doing the hip aching chair shuffle to the sofa.
When BFF is here I plan to ftp the album files to the server, a task that takes numerous hours and double checking of files to make sure it’s done it all proper like. So hence the deadline to get all the updates and info ready to be published.
Really looking forward to our two weeks PJ party, even if it does include my 0-heck golden gauged half century type birthday.