Two Fridays ago, Dad came up to Perth, Levi and Chris got a house, and Dad and I spent the night eating home-made lentil curry and flatbread and looking at accounting software. It was more boss than it sounds. BOSS BECAUSE I AM SELF-EMPLOYED, GET IT. Thats not where I was going, but its true nonetheless.
Saturday: Brunch with Mum, Dad, Tara and Dad’s sister at a cute place down Freo way. Had amazing pancakes with berries and greek yoghurt. Saw aunty’s new investment property, a cottage & stables from 1898 or something cray like that that has been restored and is ADORABLE. Then Mama and I went to see my Grandpa because my Ga was in France and we thought he’d be upset but he wasn’t, so good job Grandpa. THEN we went to my other Aunty’s and had cake because it was her birthday, and I saw Levi and we probably ate pizza.
Sunday: I forget.
Monday: I shopping with the residents of the Friend Zone (you better believe that is the name of the house) for brooms and bins and mops and other such house things. I also got a pretty sweet Medicare rebate.
Tuesday: I’m sure I did more house-like-things but I forget. EDIT I REMEMBER MERYL CAME OVER AND WE MADE PINEAPPLE UPSIDE DOWN CAKE
Wednesday: HAIR CUT. I love it. Its cute. See me before it grows out too much.
Thursday: IKEA. Swedish meatballs. We set off all of the timers in the timer bins for different times. I said “Darling, I don’t know how to tell you this, but theres a Chinese family in our bathroom” a lot. It was true, what.
Friday: Stayed at home for the first time all week while Levi finished cleaning his old house, and it was weird. I got bored and played a lot of Tetris. I rearranged my bookshelves as well so my house looks a lot more open now. Then we went to dinner at the Moon for Brad’s birthday and I felt sick from too much creamy pasta/wine/Toblerone cocktails so I went home early like a nanna. And I was sad because Meryl is gone back to Ughmerica.
Saturday: Levi went to Bunbury so I was like “OH GOD WHAT DO I DO”, realised it was the first time I haven’t had plans in a week, realised I am dead on my feet, and went to bed at eight.
Today: Was lonely with no Levi. Brad came over and we commiserated about missing Meryl and drank Chai. Chris came over to pick up a bookshelf and I announced I would have dinner with him to be less lonely. He didn’t want to order pizza because he was already defrosting a fish so I ate Levi’s Tasty Indian (not a euphemism) and we alphabetised Chris’ CD collection to go in the aforementioned shelf. Now that corner of my house is very bare and I need to get some art to hang on that wall, lickety split!