Guess what? I was unable to book an appointment at the hairdresser's today. FUUUCK,
Once I got home this evening, I pegged out some washing, put another load on, cleared away the dry pots, cleaned out the bunnies which invloved washing the cage with boiling hot water, just so you know, and hoovering downstairs. Then I made myself a stew. This was made much harder than usual due to there being no bouillon powder to make stock, nor any actual stock cubes, either. Balls. THe resulting stew is delicious, but I shouldn't have added the red pepper. It's too clean - stew is supposed to be hearty and suchlike.
In case the cooking-for-myself didn't give it away, Matt has fucked off to London. He's racing on the river tomorrow, but spent about 7 hours in a minibus with the rest of the crew today, so he could help with the boat or some shit. (Actually, it's quite nice to have the house to myself, but if he'd left tonight and caught the train, he could have HELPED ME by washing up and stuff already.)
I AM GOING TO GERMANY ON MONDAY! How am I going to be serious and professional at work on Sunday?! :-D
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