Fear and Frisson in Suburbia
Mar. 3rd, 2011 12:29 pmDear fiends.... what do you get when you throw 100 anxieties and eye of newt into a melting pot of hormones? Yesterday I think this resulted in my horrible state of restless, itchy dissatisfaction at my desk all day, while simultaneously being too tired and sluggish to do anything about it.
Today I'm in a much better state and am focusing on many good things, large and small, to offset my anxieties.
Apart from miriad logistical anxieties to do with our flat and lifestyle and finances... the big thing that is making me both excited and fearful is the realisation that I have only 6 weeks left at work before I become (oh dear god) a housewife. Because of my work rules regarding annual leave, the first 5 - 6 weeks are going to be a glorious swan-song of leisure time, pre-Ruprecht. I'd like to try and use that time off to do some creative things and other nice stuff - at least until I get too bovine to move. Because what comes next is an entire year of suburban solitude, servitude, scariness and sleeplessness. The decision to take a full year of maternity leave was a big step (esp. financially) but it comes well recommended by others and I thought - well, what the hell. But it's going to be so very alien that I really have no idea what to expect...
On the side of very good things indeed - G and I fly to Venice the day after tomorrow. And lovely, kind
sara_lou is looking after the fluffbags for me, which means I am without worry. I'm planning to embrace the holiday, relax and throw all remaining anxieties into a nearby canal. It may be chilly, but I care not. Even if it rains I will get to lie in and watch boats go by on Mardi Gras as we eat home made pancakes in our Venetian kitchen.
Another good thing... the other day I got out of bed and looked in the mirror and said "I've woken up with puffy eyes again" and G replied "you really ought to think of some nicer nicknames for me" and I sniggered uncontrollably and thought how nice it is to live with someone who still, after many years, makes me laugh on a daily basis. (I sometimes take this for granted and roll my eyes, when in fact I would DIE if I had to live without this daily injection of off-the-cuff wit.)
And ok - this is a really shallow and pathetic good thing, but.... I have just discovered that Estee Lauder has re-launched the only shade of makeup I've ever found that PERFECTLY matches my skin. The colour is called Bone - and is designed for supremely pallid types like me who are not actually pale pink - but more of a very pale yellow. (I was bereft when they discontinued this several years ago - and I've had to resort to shades that are a tiny bit darker or a bit too pinky-and-perky). So, y'know... hoorah for small pleasures.
Well that's all I can think of and my lunch is in need of cramming so I'd better get on...
Hope all is dandy and spiffing in fiend-land!
Today I'm in a much better state and am focusing on many good things, large and small, to offset my anxieties.
Apart from miriad logistical anxieties to do with our flat and lifestyle and finances... the big thing that is making me both excited and fearful is the realisation that I have only 6 weeks left at work before I become (oh dear god) a housewife. Because of my work rules regarding annual leave, the first 5 - 6 weeks are going to be a glorious swan-song of leisure time, pre-Ruprecht. I'd like to try and use that time off to do some creative things and other nice stuff - at least until I get too bovine to move. Because what comes next is an entire year of suburban solitude, servitude, scariness and sleeplessness. The decision to take a full year of maternity leave was a big step (esp. financially) but it comes well recommended by others and I thought - well, what the hell. But it's going to be so very alien that I really have no idea what to expect...
On the side of very good things indeed - G and I fly to Venice the day after tomorrow. And lovely, kind
Another good thing... the other day I got out of bed and looked in the mirror and said "I've woken up with puffy eyes again" and G replied "you really ought to think of some nicer nicknames for me" and I sniggered uncontrollably and thought how nice it is to live with someone who still, after many years, makes me laugh on a daily basis. (I sometimes take this for granted and roll my eyes, when in fact I would DIE if I had to live without this daily injection of off-the-cuff wit.)
And ok - this is a really shallow and pathetic good thing, but.... I have just discovered that Estee Lauder has re-launched the only shade of makeup I've ever found that PERFECTLY matches my skin. The colour is called Bone - and is designed for supremely pallid types like me who are not actually pale pink - but more of a very pale yellow. (I was bereft when they discontinued this several years ago - and I've had to resort to shades that are a tiny bit darker or a bit too pinky-and-perky). So, y'know... hoorah for small pleasures.
Well that's all I can think of and my lunch is in need of cramming so I'd better get on...
Hope all is dandy and spiffing in fiend-land!
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Date: 2011-03-03 02:07 pm (UTC)I'm jealous, I've not been to Italy since 2006 and I haven't been to Venice. Next on the list I think!
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Date: 2011-03-03 02:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-03 02:45 pm (UTC)It was also the only trip where I've returned with more money than when I arrived...
Yep, I've decided that a trip to bella Italia is on the cards in the autumn!
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Date: 2011-03-03 03:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-03 03:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-03 06:23 pm (UTC)Oh, that sounds ideal for me too! Is it foundation? Powder?
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Date: 2011-03-03 07:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-04 09:41 pm (UTC)