Spent the entire evening yesterday cleaning and hoovering, and yet the house is still mostly a mess. Except for the bathroom, which is shiny. Pah. This is what happens when you never do any cleaning except when someone comes to visit. Because usually I have far more interesting things to do.
Got my second assignment back from my Creative Writing course, and have done wonderfully well so I'm really happy. All the agonising and editing was clearly worth it. The poetry mark is sure to drag down my average, though. Boo.
I can tell I have been really busy, I've been reading the same book for over three weeks, and it's not even a long book. This is very unlike me, usually it's one a week, or one a fortnight at least. Looking forward to being on holiday and spending whole days reading. Blissful.
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