This one is the whole she-bang, too. Upwards of 150 guests, formal attire (you know I’m wearing the same summery dress anyway, right? It brings that thing down to about $100 per wear which is still horrendous to contemplate), church-y bit etc etc. An old boss of mine is the uncle of the groom (this is New Zealand, of course. Dad recently did the 2 degrees of separation trick in Bonn with some Kiwi he’d just met and within a couple of questions had worked out that the new acquaintance used to work in a former government ministry with a friend of mine from university who Dad basically adores), so that’ll be odd/nice.
I better go find some new, respectable, only slightly-whore-y shoes in my lunch break today…except FFFFFF today’s the day we’re paying off P’s student loan!!! The millstone hanging around our necks is finally going! YAYAYAYAYAY – except it leaves us with basically nada in the coffers for the next wee while (spesh with this house purchase palaver going on). OH WELL will wear the $20 shoes that gave me allergic reactions and are basically deteriorating within 2 wears (but they’re cute! $10 a wear at the moment, if I wear them tomorrow we’re down to $6.66 a wear!).
HOUSES. HOUSE HOUSE HOUSE HOUSE do you love these???? (you better. I will hear nothing nasty)
|TURN OF THE CENTURY CUTENESS, NO? YES! YES!|
|I WILL GROW WISTERIA ALL OVER THE VERANDAH AND YOU SHOULD SEE THE BACKYARD AND I LOVE IT AND I WANT IT AND IT'S PROBABLY DAMP AND COLD AND UNINSULATED AND I CARE NOT I WILL JUST BUY MORE SOCKS|
(why yes, my much improved (somewhat manic mood) must be because my soul is shriven! I apologised to P! Who is taking steps to fix the problem!)
(Also, I resigned from my job in Blighty a year ago. Feels like forever or the blink of an eye. I shall write a post about the change, no doubt, entitled something like "London, I Love Thee, But I Did The Right Thing".)