The weekend is here, and since I have no desire to start my new job with bringing in the lurgy for everybody, I called a quiet night in last night. I’m living in a hotel currently, and breakfast plus one other meal are being paid for, so Friday night I chose to have lunch and a bit of a picnic for dinner:
To be honest, I’d done a similar thing on Wednesday – you remember I had to get up at the totally ungodly hour of 3am to catch my flight, and little wonder I was knackered when I returned to my hotel after saying hi to my new colleagues.
This is what I had that night:
Today, I will try my first local wine – I didn’t buy the very cheapest, but a reserva that’s in the middle price segment (and hence, about 1/3 of what the undrinkable carton stuff in Brighton costs).
And lest you think I have no making at all to show you, let me set you straight there 😀
The following was my first make of 2013, although it feels like I made them in 2012. I think starting the year with a move to a new country makes the move day your new years day. If that makes sense.
Anyhoo, while I was waiting for my boxes to be delivered, I decided on a whim that I needed a new washbag. And of course, since I was at it, also one of those formidable make-up brush rolls as seen on Didyoumakethat.
Of course I was too crazy that day to actually look her’s up to see how Karen made it, and just winged it. That’s just how I roll, I guess … well, it turned out alright, and it’s doing it’s job nicely.
Actually, I’m mostly chuffed – except for the shape of the washbag, I’d give it a broader bottom should I make another one. Which is entirely possible. But then, how many washbags does one need, and trust me, I have no intention of moving again soon.
Why would I, when I have a sunset like this?