Stupid

I always manage to leave the house without something vital. Every time. I don't know how I do it. Today, I have managed to leave without my purse meaning that I will have to spend my whole lunch hour in an exciting trip to my flat and back to collect it. Bum.

Seeing my potential house tomorrow. Am a bit nervous in a way as I really really want it to be nice inside so that I can go for it and get everything sorted out - I'll be quite gutted if it turns out to be no good. Fingers crossed. I have to get up early but on the other hand I seem to be waking up early anyway because of my cold so that shouldn't be too much of a problem.

All this moving house trauma has really shown me how many friends I have. I have had 3 offers of temporary space in Oxford if I need it and all my close London friends (3 people again!) have offered me crash space in the event of me needing to be in early for meetings or things of that ilk. I've been quite touched really (and thanks to all who've offered if you're reading this)

Getting my new Visor today (once I've been and got my purse!) At last, I'll know what I'm doing and when I'm supposed to be there by. I'll always have a book to read on the train again or a game to play and I'll always have peoples phone numbers to hand. Ah the sweet relief!

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Got my new visor. Its blue and white semi-translucent frosted plastic. Think apple mac. They didn't have any of the black ones in stock. Still, I think it's pretty cool. Unfortunately it also means that I have had to start doing my diet properly again! Never mind.