Another horsedreamer’s blues…

winter sun

(Er, obviously not an outfit photo, just here because posts without photos look all kinds of wrong to me now…)

I HAD hoped to have another outfit post for you this week (Because I know how you all can’t live without knowing what I’m wearing more than once a week, obviously…), but because the weather is my mortal enemy, this week it has not only made it impossible to take photos, it has also made me reluctant to leave the house,  so I haven’t been dressing particularly well. Sometimes I don’t bother dressing at all, actually. I mean, I regularly see teenagers walking around our street in dressing gowns and pyjamas (totally not joking about that, wish I was), so why can’t I?

I’ve already lost the plot of this post. See, without an item of clothing to ramble on about I’m LOST…

Let’s see: I think it was going to be some sort of list? Possibly one of those “Here’s what I’ve been up to lately, please all pretend you care?” lists? Maybe? Let’s go with that…

So, this week I…

Went on a mini-road trip to the Scottish borders
Two of our friends moved down there recently, so this weekend a bunch of us headed down to visit them. It was very pretty. It’ll be nice to have an excuse to visit the area more often. Now, if one of our friends could just move somewhere sunny, we’d be all set…

Was completely amazed by the fact that it’s not winter yet
Terry and I were having a debate about when winter officially starts, so I Googled it, and can you believe winter doesn’t start until December 21st? I am completely blown away by this. And yes, I know it’s weird that I have managed to reach adulthood without knowing when winter is, but it turns out I’ve basically spent my whole life working under the assumption that it started in October sometime, and went on until around April. (The misery ends on March 19th, apparently. Mark your calenders now, folks!) Honestly, we’re at the stage now where I really can’t imagine things getting much worse weather-wise (Yes, snow, that’s your cue…) so I’m completely gutted to learn that it hasn’t even started yet, and won’t for almost an entire month. GOD.

Looked at houses on the internet
We’re hoping to put our house on the market next summer, if all goes to plan. That means it’s much too soon to start looking at new ones, so obviously that’s what we’ve been doing.  So far every single one we’ve liked has had an offer made on it the second we called the agent to enquire about it. (Because although we’re officially “not looking”, we keep finding houses that are perfect, and which have been on the market for so long we allow ourselves to think we might be in with a chance. Never do that.) Seriously, every single time. It’s like, we call the agent, and they’re all, “Oh, how odd! That house has been on the market for 7 years, but we just this second had a cash offer on it! Sorry!” So, if anyone out there has a house they’re having trouble selling, just give me the agent’s number and I’ll call to enquire about it: I promise your house will sell immediately!

Started the process of fixing up our own, ready to sell it
I say “started”. I obviously mean “we’ve bought some paint and stuff, and it will sit around in the kitchen now until May.” But it’s the thought that counts, right?

Began a “purge”
No, I’m not getting into juicing or anything, worry not: I’m talking about the house. Yes, AGAIN. (I promise never to talk about juicing. The only “liquid diet” I’m interested in involves grape “juice”…) See, our house is basically full of crap that we’ve been gathering for the past ten years. We don’t really want to take it all with us to the next place and, uncharacteristically for us, rather than wait until the last minute, we thought we’d start purging it NOW. As with everything, though, we’re determined to be as half-assed as possible about this, so we’re doing it a bit at a time. At the moment we’ve each committed to getting rid of one item per day, either by binning it if it’s past its best, or putting it into the charity bag downstairs. We will obviously stop this once we’ve gotten rid of the stuff we don’t need. Either that or we’ll get totally obsessive about it and end up standing outside our empty home watching the charity collectors drive off with our bed or something…

Panicked a lot about Christmas
Now, I know everyone in the entire world had their Christmas shopping complete and wrapped by the end of September (I know this because everyone I follow on Twitter simultaneously tweeted, “Christmas shopping done! SO EXCITED!” back when I was still squeezing a few extra wears out of my sundresses), but I am not like the rest of you. I haven’t done anything yet except panic. There I’ll be at my computer, peacefully looking at houses on the internet working away, and then all of a sudden, I’ll remember that I have all that shopping to do, and that I STILL have no idea what to get anyone, and I’ll feel like I’m having a heart attack. Just to add to the fun, I’m hoping to take a few days off over the holidays, which means I need to line up a kazillionty-one blog posts in advance and… yeah, I should spend less time looking at expensive houses on the internet, shouldn’t I?

Made a start on the new-look Hey, Dollface!
Or, rather, Terry made a start on the new-look Hey, Dollface! I just, er, supervised. It’s still very much a work in progress (EDIT: I originally typed “a WORLD in progress” here. I actually like that better…)  and I can’t pretend it’ll be updated anything like as regularly as I would like it to be, but one of the few positive side-effects of winter is that it tends to re-ignite my interest in makeup (Mostly because my skin goes all “Cullen” in the winter, and I need five times more slap than I normally get by on, just to look alive…) so I do have a few reviews I’m hoping to get to soon. Just as soon as I finish (and indeed start) the Christmas shopping, fix up my house, and tear myself away from the online property listings, that is…