..to what do i owe the pleasure

one more palpitation and i would have been gone

Thought I would pop in and say hi, so hi!

Things have been hectic in jud world. I am an official home owner now! Exciting one would think until one mentions the mountain of debt I have just placed myself in. Want to know what is even scarier is the fact that you take a loan out for say 30 years, and the fact I will be 57 years old when the debt is repaid. How fucking scary is that, not the debt amount of the loan period, just the fuck I'm going to be 57 when the house is paid off. 57! who can imagine that! Obviously not me with the way I'm going on about it.

So basically I have been having a rather terse and almost gratifying relationship with my financier. Sometimes I love him, sometimes I hate him, overall as long as he does what I want him to do, which is give me money then yes we love him. Currently at the moment we love him, but he has proven to be very cunning in changing how one feels about him.

Today I went to work with my new fashion cut hair-do, which sort of resembles the new hair-do of posh spice, which I know is not something to be proud of, but hey it suited my head so that is what counts. But my work mates, having known I have just purchased a house, deemed it cute and funny (to which it was not!) to ask me whether I couldn't afford to get the other side of my hair cut as I had bought a house. Men they have no concept of fashion do they, or is it us that has no concept, cause I mean let's face it we will wear uncomfortable clothes and shoes just cause we see it as fashionable to be seen in them. Show me a woman that doesn't love curling up on the couch in your jim-jams, or your trackie dacks and sloth t-shirt, cause I know I'm one of those women, an even better in winter to get out the uggies and flanneletee pj's, which is so not a sexy image, but by god I feel good. I get away with the sexy image by just telling Ling that flanette pj's are easy access as they are drawstring, show me a man that doesn't love drawstring, buckles, zippers and buttons are just way to difficult, and don't even get me started on the whole bra strap scenario.

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