I have been working on lots of little piddly projects around the house. I have an ungodly amount of art and craft supplies that I most likely wont get to take with me when I move, so I'm trying to use up as much as I can. Just started to think that I might organize an auction in my sitting room and try and get rid of some of my stuff--clothes, shoes, furniture, paint brushes etc. Not sure if I'm ready to part with it all yet, but I'll keep you posted. Anyway, I made some new items that I listed in my Etsy shop if you're interested.
The big-bad-visa-application. That's a two inch binder there. I am so ready to get this thing out of my life! And I'm in luck, because I will be applying and sending it off the day after I get back from Spain, so if you would please pray, cross your fingers and knock on wood for me it would be much appreciated. I'm still yo-yoing between optimism and despair about the whole thing. And then I think to myself, I am busting my a$$ to live in a country where I have to learn to drive a stick shift on the other side of the road. A country where you have to apply for a license to have a tv in your house. A country where there is no Mexican food. A country that has rules against having electrical outlets in your bathroom. Ah, but they speak English, and the have fish n chips, and PUBS, and charming elderly people who drink milky tea, and quaint villages and cities to explore, and Easy Jet!!!!!, and most importantly Sam. I'm so excited, but it still doesn't seem real at all.
Now, onto a completely different topic, I have in my possession the first book of the Twilight series. If reading these is anything like reading Harry Potter was for me, then I probably will not be doing much posting in the near future--or really anything else. I adamantly refused to read Harry Potter, they seemed so dumb, but oh my goodness, I loved them. Perhaps partly because I read them when I was living in Taiwan and needed a nice fairy-tale land to escape to in order to maintain my sanity, but also because they are so enchanting. They are so easy and sweet--I bet that they haven't been described as sweet before, but they were to me. So I have been hearing about these Twilight books for a while now, and instead of saying I would never read them, I said I would read them when the fickle finger of fate deemed it appropriate. The time has come.
The entire time I have been writing this post there has been an ice cream truck sitting out in the street in the same spot with it's annoying little jingly tunes going on and on. It just struck me that I would prefer politicians to stop making laws prohibiting people from doing things such as wearing baseball caps into banks, and smoking in cars, but make some laws that would really benefit me like banning ice cream truck music. I endure it every day, and there's no escaping it--it's so irritating!
Something really weird happened here, the entire thing just turned into a link to the picture I posted. I can't figure out how to make it go away so I'll just leave it. Good grief.