the house... its old and thus, its falling apart it has wrong with it:
- needs refelting and relaying of broken roof
- chimney stack needs taking down as is broken entire way down
- new velux in roof as double glazing is no longer working
- needs all new windows as are rotten
- new wiring thru-out (esp bad as sockets are in skirting boards=fire hazard)
- after new wiring will be redecorating, every room
- tree in garden needs taking down as is most likely damaging house
- the attic needs re-doing as it needs a firewall and more insulation
- the garage was called 'an abomination' by the surveyor and needs to come down. soon.
- when garage is down whole new drive will need laying and garden fixing
- new gates at bak as rusty and crap
- a mining survey needs doing and a local area survey (to see if we can have uPVC)
and on top of that, the boyf has to move out as the lady that owns his house has decided to sell it cos her hubby is in a home/hospital (unsure) and shes moving. shitsticks.
ive lost hours at work, im down 7.5 hours which is £45.45 (before tax) a week which is close to £200 (before tax) less a month, which sucks!
ive lost weight (i know this is not a bad thing) but nothing i own now fits barr about 15 items. one of which i bought new on saturday. this completely sucks. i had to buy a new skirt yesterday, i dont love it, but i got it for work, all because i went into about 40 shops yesterday, trying to find a pair or two of trousers for work, and i couldnt find fuck all. im totally serious. it was ridiculous. the shops are jammed with linen pants (would rip) and cropped trousers/jeans (yeah, im sort and curvy=would look ridic) all the jeans i found were 'weathered' and looked fugly and i wouldnt be caught dead in them, if they werent fugly from weathering, they were fugly from the 80s fashion we seem to be currently stuck on. everywhere stocked the cheap polyester shit that i wont touch.
they best i found were at topshop, and they were no good as they were not big enought in the crotch, i.e. crotch to belly button they did not meet, not, i have a humongous crotch. if id have bent over in them at work, everyone would have seen everything. which i really dont want tbh. so im screwed. im off to leeds next sunday i think to look round the odd shop left i didnt manage to shop in and then im gonna give up and hack my hips and thighs off with a knife and get those topshop ones.
on top of work pants, i need new board shorts, sleepy shorts, bras, shoes, etc
and my hair wont keep its color. its too saturated. now im ginger. grr.
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