Just when i thought i was getting the hang of young adulthood..

Today i have a new flatmate moving in with me. Alas, no more walking around in nothing but a t-shirt and knickers..

In preparation for her arrival I've been running around like a mad woman bleaching, scrubbing, hoovering, (which makes me sound like a complete pig but actually, i tend to keep a tidy house) and cake making.

After about an hours worth of bleach fumes i decide to give up and have a cuppa tea and a slice of toast while waiting for the most delicious coffee cake in the world to cool.
Unfortunately it takes a lot for me to concentrate on doing one thing before another and before i know it, I'm distracted by the tea stained white cups my mother oh so kindly bought me. What if she wants a cup of tea while she unpacks? Oh no, what if someone is coming to help her? oh I'll scrub another couple just in case..

When I'm finished i turn around and the Toast is on fire. Before i can do anything about it the fire alarm starts wailing, waking everyone else in the residence up. The fire brigade turn up (the only perk of this mornings events) with a very angry residence manager who has had to drive 20 minutes across city to switch the alarms off.

Happy Sunday!


.........bugger this. I'm off to the pub.


Ani x