Haircuts and curb crawling

I'm going to get my hair cut today. I find it a stressful event and always come out with my hair not quite right. I'm not good at asking them to change it once it's finished, or making awkward conversation for an hour. This is how I ended up bright blonde one day when all I'd asked for was a few highlights. I just want an inch or so off the length and my side fringe cutting back in. It's easy to think what I want, but when they start suggesting things I just mumble and agree. Last time I ended up with half my hair cut off and nearly had a breakdown (although I did end up quite liking it..).

I've got a cough and I'm feeling miserable. It's one of those ones where when you start, you can't stop. I was coughing away in bed last night and had a horrible feeling I wouldn't sleep at all. I rang my mum for sympathy but she was too busy gardening to take much notice. As her only daughter I think she should have driven to see me with medical supplies and chocolate, but apparently she was too busy to drive an hour up the motorway for me.

I'd just got in to bed last night, feeling grumpy and eating a giant bar of chocolate when my older brother rang asking me to do him a "favor". His fiance had put her really important uni work on top of her car, got in and driven off without realising. It wasn't till she got home (to my home city, an hour away) that she realised and then had a panic as she didn't have another copy of any of it. So this little "favor" involved getting out of bed, getting dressed, walking for 20 minutes and searching the roads for this work. Great. Luckily my housemate said she'd drive and the other one came to help look. We basically curb crawled around looking for it, getting out and wandering round side streets looking like burglars. I was just waiting for someone to call the police on us or something. Just after we'd given up, we were driving down the road and there it was! Right in the middle of the road and it had definitely been run over a lot. We got out and ran around the main road picking it all up. We looked crazy.

As if that wasn't weird enough, we stopped off outside some guys we know's house, jumped out the car, took a picture of us right next to the door and sent it to them on snapchat (if you don't know what this is, you're missing out. Basically you take a pic, send it to anyone on your contacts list and it lasts for a few seconds, then it's gone forever), jumped back in the car, sent it to them and then watched them looking out the window and opening the door. Lots of fun. We are very weird. But I like it!

That's my excitement done. After the hairdressers I'm back to doing work.

BUT

THIS TIME IN TWO WEEKS I'LL BE GETTING READY TO GO TO THE AIRPORT

Exciting.

Kisses