Party Day!!!

 

Party is going to be HUGE.... :) so much of the adoring fans

"She's flirty, turned thirty. Ain't that the age a girl gets really dirty?"

This is me embracing 30.... loved this Scouting For Girls song for ages, and secretly was waiting till I could be "dirty thirty"... however, I did forget about this song until I heard it yesterday morning while walking - viva ancient iPod :)

 

 Let's get this frikken birthday started!!! Whoop whoop!

Birthday Lust List....

You know when people ask you what you want for your birthday, and you squeak "you don't have to get me a present...." - yeah, I don't know how that feel either!

I've commissioned a necklace from a great designer and new friend - which I probably will only receive after my birthday. I asked her to incorporate quite a few elements, so it's not a simple piece, and it is going to pretty darn special - so I've pretty much let people know that I would welcome contributions... ok so all that doesn't stop me ogling stuff online and in store.

I want this tray, I will have it...

I want a really nice beach towel... not sure which one though, saw a very expensive cotton one at Edgars the other day.... this is something I've bought for a few people as a present before, yet, I am still using the free towel that my Mom got from her days in Tupperware in the late 80s....

 A decent teapot is also something I've wanted for a while, but I can be quite a difficult thing to buy for someone else... and it seriously cannot be dribbley... I have a lovely teapot that I handpainted in an Alice In Wonderland theme... but it dribbles like crazy....

A selection of wild coloured acrylic paints wouldn't go unused...

 Lately with all my walking I've been wanting a pedometer... now see they that they aren't that expensive!

and of course:
wine
books
onion marmalade
canvasses
posh teas
plants (but maybe once I've moved)
....a new car

love and kisses

Rich Kid Blues....

Day 5 of November, I've managed to walk everyday, no excuses. 30 minutes with up-hill on the weekdays, and hour long walks both Saturday and Sunday. I feel proud of myself and was actually getting edgy for my walk towards the end of today. I did the same route today as I'd done on Friday and it was less challenging, which must be a good sign.

Other than that, I thought I was uninspired to write any posts, but now that I have music playing, I feel more inspired. I've noticed a lot of apathy in the last few days - I call them my "Rich Kid Blues" - where so much is GOOD in my life, yet I feel bored. I feel like a spoilt, shallow brat. I've bought property, it's days from my birthday, I have a ridiculous number of people coming to my birthday dinner, I have awesome red hair, I'm having a stunning necklace made for me, I want for nothing... yet I'm so utterly bored?

Maybe I think I'm lonely? But then I ask myself where I'd find the time for a relationship and literally, I feel a gap... like men with any potential are not in my orbit.... like I'm being forced to wait.... because I'm still me... I still look like me, but I have less happening... ok, if you asked some of my single friends, I get attention... but yeah.... maybe I'm not interested in less than amazing? That aside.... funny story of my RKB:

I was desperate for a chocolate today, late afternoon... but I only had R100 note. I managed to get it down to two R50, and headed off to the vending machine. It refused to take my R50, so I loudly exclaim "I have too much money!".... wow Sharona.... First World Problems much? It's actually mortifying what a brat I am lately....

Oh, with regards to "No Excuses" I did manage to do some household chores I'd been procrastinating over the last few days, so YIPPY, I'm superlady :)

3 Sleeps!!!

 

6 sleeps!

20 days left of my 20's

And if we really need to grow-up.... here are the rules: The Do's and Don'ts Of Becoming A Grown-Up

Oh just grow up!

I am a grown-up and have been for ages.... but don't feel like one.... and some people still treat me like I'm not... but then again some scamster called me a grown-up the other day: as in "My mom told me to ask a grown-up for help... I need R50 to get home.... I'm a student" but then in the same week the bouncer at Deco asked me if I was over 22? So I ask you, at which point do we actually become grown-ups?

When did I stop wanting to do it all myself? Think stubborn 16 year old swearing she is old enough to stay out till midnight. Now I wish my parents would just do all the crappy grown-up stuff for me! Buying toilet paper and electricity is SO LAME. I like having my own money to do with as I please, but goodness me, I wish it wasn't up to me to pay for EVERYTHING.

I really want my own flat, to paint pretty colours without a landlord threatening me... but do I actually feel like the responsibility of maintaining the plumbing??? Or paying for said paint? er.... NO. But it comes with the territory.

I found this article The 50 signs you are a grown-up and when I go through the list, its seems I'm only 25% grown-up.

I've got this down:
43.You like receiving gift vouchers
44.Work keeps you awake at night
38.You iron
11.Recycling

3.Paying into a pension

8.Being able to cook an evening meal from scratch
16.Doing your own washing
18.Planting flowers
12.Having a savings account
35.Making sure mum and dad are phoned at least once a week
26.Holding dinner parties
24.Being able to change a light bulb
14.Watching the news

I definitely don't have this down:
13.Knowing what terms like 'ISA' and 'tracker' mean

19.Being able to bleed a radiator
34.Going to bed before 11pm
22.Keeping track of interest rates
33.Wearing coats on a night out
39.You wash up immediately after eating
42.Always going out with a sensible pair of shoes
21.Having a view on politics
47.Being able to change a car tyre
48.Being sensible enough to remove make up off before bedtime

Have vague chance of getting these down:

4.Conducting a weekly food shop

5.Written a Will

10.Having life insurance
23.Finding a messy house annoying
25.Owning a vacuum cleaner
31.Carrying spare shopping bags just in case

Copyrighted: Paine Family Albums

In Response To: "I think I might actually be buying a flat"

Over morning tea I told some work friends that I'm 90% sure I'm signing an offer to purchase tomorrow....

Barely back at my desk and find this in my inbox:

I had to chuckle :)

29 days left of 29.... *groan*

30 Days to 30

it's coming... and I'm getting prepared....

1) Met with my financial advisor today to discuss cover if I get super sick...

2) Probably found the flat we are going to buy...

3) Had random drinks with friends to remind myself that I'm loved

4) Decided to make my own decisions without asking the advice of the masses - it just confuses me

Day 1 and I could care less....

      "Jumping up and down the floor,  

            my head

                    is an animal"

"Dirty Paws" - Of Monsters & Men


I have so much on my mind, little of it to do with alcohol or wheat. I guess that a pizza and a glass of wine would probably give me the illusion of more clarity, but let's not fail before we're even begun.

My brother and I have decided to buy a flat together - It feels like the most daunting thing I have ever considered. We haven't been looking for long, and have only viewed two properties. It feels like online dating, and more than once, let's say 4 out of 5 times, I've made contact with a realtor and then freaked out and cancelled the meeting because I didn't like the flat's profile picture.... or address.... cautious or shallow? Who knows?

Flat #1 looked super sexy in his profile picture and we seemed to like all the same things... gas hobs, apple green tiles, built in book selves... but Oh Man.... was he lacking in the bedroom department *chuckle*

Flat #2 admitted that he was rough around the edges, but was ample in the bedroom department... however; his cooking and personal hygiene left a lot to be desired. I'd have to completely mould him from scratch.... as fun as that sounds... his ex had been very rough on him, and I wasn't sure I felt like dealing.

Right now I'm not sure that my feelings about dating and house hunting are very far apart... I'm pretty petrified of commitment. I've been in a fairly monogamous relationship with my flat for almost 4 years but we're not legally bound. Been out of a serious romantic relationship for close on 3 years.... not sure how I feel about changing that either....
BUT 30 approaches and certain things are pretty much expected. I'm not looking for advice, I think I'm just saying - it's all kinda hectic.