On the best thing about having one’s own freezer

You can fill it with icecream – and it’s nobody’s business but your own πŸ™‚

A couple of years ago, the last tenant bought a fridge freezer unit to fit the kitchen, and because it’s a weird size, she left it here when she left.

If it was officially made part of the flat’s inventory, the landlord would be responsible for making sure it works which he didn’t want to be or do.

Getting rid of it in order to buy a new one would be ridiculous, so he offered it to me, for free, to use as long as it lives (and to theoretically take with me when I leave).

So it’s mine.

And it’s full of ice cream πŸ™‚

(And pizza, though that’s not as exciting)

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Once upon a time, in my other flat, I had a chest freezer… Theoretically I still do, it’s just 50 miles away and full of sensible things like homemade ready meals and bread which need eating before it’s moveable. It’s huge, and that’s good too, in a different way from the tiny one I have here. The best thing about it is always having space for leftovers πŸ™‚ and having loads of things to choose from when you don’t feel like cooking.

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Back to the ice cream.

When your house is full of boxes and things that need cleaning, sometimes the best thing to do is find something to lean on, and lean on it while you eat ice cream directly out of the tub and look at all the things you will do ‘later’…

Which is what I spent a very pleasant half hour or so doing just now πŸ™‚

On getting a new look

I figured, if I’m not going to exist for the next couple of months, I might as well use the opportunity to play with how I look/feel/act as a kind of dress rehearsal for when I start existing again ;).

The first step is appearance.

I have just left the hairdressers with my first perm πŸ™‚ and a haircut. Only took 90 minutes too :).

It’s sunny, warm and very slightly windy. The perfect weather for walking round the place where I live and letting my new curls dry.

I could get used to this non-existence lark!

Hope things are as good for all you readers πŸ™‚

On quitting

πŸ™‚ Yesterday I handed in my notice πŸ™‚

πŸ™‚ I have to work ’til the end of the year but come January I’m a free woman πŸ™‚

πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

On going away

I’m going to be away for a week.

I’m going back to school to become incredibly clever (I hope), and to catch up on sleep, and to get out of the workshop :).

If anyone had told me 10 years ago, that I would one day rate going to school equal to something like freedom, I would have thought them crazy and wondered if I should worry about them… These days I can hardly wait to get back behind a desk πŸ˜›

Anyway. I won’t be writing for a week.

Have fun dear people πŸ™‚