Off to Uni...

So as you may or may not have noticed/ been bothered about, I have not posted for a long time. I have been very very busy doing other things you see, things like going on holiday with my mates and driving Land Rovers round fields. I have also been busy sorting doctors appointments out, money out, all of that stuff, so that I am ready to go off to university on saturday. Yes I repeat, saturday.

Now while you may think that must mean I am very nearly ready, and while I keep telling myself I only have to pack my clothes now and I am ready to go, it far far away from the truth. One of the things I have found myself to be very good at over the past 18 years is hoarding things away in the deepest darkest depths of my room, thinking that one day they may come in handy or one day I may want to look at it or something like that. Well I have managed to sort out about 15 million drawers and a few feet of floor space of stuff into 1 box. For which I am very pleased about!

Next on the list is stuff that I want to take with me. And this is where it appears my mum and I differ. Bearing in mind the size of my room is really small, I am trying to be as frugal as I can be, knowing full well that I have to live in it and do all of that stuff in it too, I have to spend more time in it than I have to spend in my room at home.

So I am seeing all this stuff go into a "to go" box, and trying to put it somewhere (in my head) in the room at the other end, and so far I have about half of my floor space covered too. My Mum on the other hand thinks that there is loads of room and that it will all fit in with room to spare. So, we will soon find out who is right won't we?

Whilst I would like to tell you I am quite enjoying university preparations that is farm from the truth. Trying to decide if you will need something and if you won't and if it is worth taking is an incredibly different job for anyone. I will definitely be more happy when everything is in and in place, and I can go down the pub with my new flat-mates!

Anyway I will sign off now as I still have loads to do and not a lot of time to do it in!

Thanks for reading, tarara bit!

The Inaugural University Preparations Commence...

Seeing as I am now off to university in a matter of weeks, I really am afraid I don't anything else to talk to you about apart from it. However today I have some very exciting news to share with you. Not only have I started buying stuff to take with me, I am also fulfilling my dreams!

I don't know whether it is the "costing things out" or making things look better or "shiny" that makes me really enjoy this part of the preparations for university, but I have gotten really into kitting myself out ready to go with things like duvet covers and clothes horses and things like that.

After work today, we went on a shopping trip to 2 of my 4 favourite shops in the whole wide world: Wilkos and Dunelm Mill (these come second only to The Range and B&Q). For those of you who have not been outside in the bast 20 years, these are both shops where you can by a whole range of basic home furnishings for next to nothing.

Normally I would collapse in a heap after 8 hours baking bread from some ridiculous time in the morning, but today when I got in and Mum said: "Let's go to Wilkos" I was the first person in the car like a small child on a trip to a theme park. 4 hours and a packet of pear drops later we had a boot full of stuff and an A4 pad full of other stuff to buy but we didn't have room for in the car.

Some of my favourites amongst these are toothpaste, a 13.5 tog duvet, a tabletop ironing board and a set of 4 mugs the size of pint glasses. I have been spending my spare time looking at new clothes, shoes and stationery. In fact today I even spent a long period of time that I will not reveal looking through an online catalogue for Bic Biros. What has my life come to?

It is safe to say that I am well and truly sad. I know you lot have known it for ages, but I have finally realised I have no life. To the point where one of my friends tweets me with a cure for my Bic Biro addiction: to have a Jazz band rehearsal, something which is probably just as bad as the biro addiction itself, really sends it home.

Time for me to go and look at the Staples online store for some cardboard document wallets (check out the fancy terms by the way, a sign of a true stationery anorak), so thanks for reading!

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