Nothing much is new. After nine hours of work, the novelty of wearing smart clothes to school, making me look dashing and professional, has fully worn off. I once again no longer care what I wear, and would like to return to my ever-so-standard black jeans and plain t-shirt combination, plus that navy cardigan which is almost crawling off me but definitely going nowhere soon. In the interests of consistency, however, I think I’m going to have to keep the Mr Bean look going at least until the end of the week. This is also because I am anxious to give the three ties, purchased from a Uniqlo bargain basket for 90p each, the debut they deserve.
Food shopping is my least favourite chore ever – I have absolutely no idea what to buy. Yesterday I did the full circuit of the same shop about four times, holding an empty basket throughout, and then left with nothing for the shame of being seen empty handed five times by the same shelf-stacker.
Tonight I will add to the unending string of my culinary difficulties/disasters; dinner was meant to be chicken breast with a mixed salad. Owing to my severe incompetence and lack of general knowledge, however, dinner is actually going to be a chicken thigh. But as a matter of fact I am very much looking forward to this anyway. The salad idea is out the window too, as what I thought was lettuce turns out to be a cabbage, so I’m just going to have new potatoes with cucumber sticks and a tomato. I am certain it will be absolutely delicious.
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