Distraction bad. Blogging good.

Okay so I’ve decided to start by blogging tonight and do the tidying later, cuz otherwise it’ll just end up as another “ack it’s late I’m tired, goodnight” post. This way it’s obviously going to turn into a long warbling procrastionation entry. 😀

I’ve just returned from (beach) volleyball, which just like last time (er, almost a year ago) was highly enjoyable. So we’ve decided to turn it into a weekly thing now. Every Tuesday at 5pm! We’ve already booked the court for next week! 😀 This is really cool cuz it means I’ll get some exercise and it’s actually fun! And I’m not even that bad (I’m not ashamed to say that I used to watch various volleyball mangas as a kid and pretend to be them and play volleyball with a friend of mine :)) ).

Oh ja also, I hereby officially announce that I have booked a flight to Norway 30th April – 5th May. This is soon! 😀 And it means three things:

• I will see my Mon again. 😡 (duh! most important thing of course)
• I will see ET & Fluffdog again! 😀 (also non-negligible)
• I will return to the place my current itch / ekzema started. I mean, there is no saying whether there’s a link, it may just have been a temporal coincidence. And I hope it was. Imagine if I found out I am allergic to something Mon (whether it be her fluffdog or something else) – I would not be able to see her without risking a long period of allergic hyperreaction! That would suck. 😐

 
Yeah, thus my Norway plans. I have so many friggin’ plans these next few months, I’m getting a bit worried there won’t be any annual leave left for the rest of the year. However, at this point I do still have 19.5 days left (and some 1.5 days flexi). Two more days will come out of that for Placebo/Arras (whee Placebo!). But even with another 5 days for NYC in September, and one for Paris in May, that leaves me with over 12 days, so more than half. That gives me lots of half days to go up to London & meet with MJ fans over summer, plus another 3-4 short trips to cover October-December. 😀

It’s funny, my colleagues sometimes comment on how much I travel, and go “how do you have so much annual leave?” Well, I don’t have any more than anybody else, I just use it more sparingly. It would never in my life occur to me to take a day off and not go somewhere (or have someone staying. But even then I’ll try to limit it to half days and encourage the visitor to sleep in *lol*).

Er anyway I’m getting off course. What was I saying about procrastination? I actually dusted and vacuumed the bedroom in between “October-December. 😀 ” and “It’s funny” – are you proud?

Going through this whole “preparing flat for mum-arrival” has made me think again about how I’ve chosen to live. Not so much the flat itself, I’m quite happy with that. Sure I’d like to have more storage space, but I definitely wouldn’t want to trade the amazing central close-to-beach location for an extra 20sqm or whatever. It’s more about how I’ve chosen to furnish it. Which is exactly suited to my needs. And then sometimes I look at it and think woah, this is sort of like the flat of someone ten years younger than me.

It appears I equate “being grown up” with “having a place you can invite people to.” And yes I can invite people here, but it’ll always be like, “someone will have to sleep on the floor”, and “there’s no TV, but we can pull out the PC from its corner”, and “there isn’t actually a proper table, did you really want dinner?” This was my conscious choice, absolutely no doubt about that. Should I feel bad about it? I guess not (esp. as I have no intention of inviting that many people to my place, and those who do come accept me as the person I am). So tbh I’m not sure why it bothers me. But sometimes (like now), it makes me feel inadequate. I guess we all get those moments.

Yes yes now I must wrap up, kitchen still left to do and it’s past 10. Oh I knew this would happen.