No, no, don’t panic, me and the Accidental Hipster Dad haven’t split up. I’ve just finished uni for the summer.
Yesterday marked the end of my first year of university, they sent me off in style with a two hour accounting exam. All I have to do is wait about a month for results, then I can relax completely.
I’ve spent a lot of this (school) year thinking that I shouldn’t really be doing the stuff I actually wanted to when the stuff I actually needed to do was hanging over my head.
But now I’m free and here’s how I intend to spend my summer:
Reading for Fun
My reading habits have to be adapted when I have things to do. The books I like are usually pretty depressing and I’ve been banned from reading Bret Easton Ellis when it’s term-time because it puts me in a stressy funk, I don’t need anything to add to my stress when I have work to do.
Similarly I’m not allowed to read anything described as ‘a heartbreaking memoir’ after I read A Million Little Pieces back when James Frey was passing it off as a true account of his life (and not the work of fiction it actually was) and I was distraught for about three days. I can’t handle my literature!
The book by Orhan Pamuk was actually won by Accidental Hipster Dad in the Foyles #bookgame competition on Twitter. I just checked, they don’t do it any more but they do have 10% off kids’ books until tomorrow.
Get My Roots Done
Just look at how horrific I’ve let my hair get because I’ve been too busy studying to actually look in a mirror. I text my hairdresser last night but she’s on holiday so I have to wait a little while longer. I can’t wait to stop looking like a bag lady on the school run. I’ll Instagram it up when my hair is good again.
Sort My Nails Out
As an eczema sufferer and a manual washer-upper, I have the hands of a Victorian street urchin. My eczema is mostly stress related so this morning when I woke up, it had almost gone, but it still makes my nails grow flakily and with deep ridges. Gross, I know. I usually pay about once a year to have nail extensions done so I can feel posh. I only do it annually because it takes me a full year to forget how much I can’t do when I have massive nails.
I’m taking part in a craft fair in about a six weeks, so I can’t have extensions done because I won’t be able to crochet, but I will be doing something nice with them myself. I’ll hopefully be keeping on top of my nail care so expect some nailspam on Instgram.
I’m a self-taught crochet designer. I like to think I add a little bit of originality to the craft but I never write down my patterns. This summer I intend to properly record how I make things with the aim of compiling a small pattern book. I make mermaid tail blankets, ice cream scarves, slippers that are mice, hats that are cats, fruity baby clothes and whatever else comes to mind when I’m hook-in-hand.
I’m doing my first craft fair on 16th July in Louth, if by any chance there’s any locals reading this, come down and see me, it’s 10-3 at the British Legion.
Playing Some Instruments
I am a pianist (make sure you sound the ‘t’ when you read that). I can also play the violin, but mostly I play neither and I miss it. I have grade five in both and stopped having lessons when I was pregnant with my daughter, but never went back.
We have a piano we got for a bargain when my old electric one packed up. It’s terribly out of tune but we’re probably moving in two months and I refuse to pay twice to have it tuned in such a short space of time. I also want to paint it pink or turquoise or something similarly amazing, but I’ll check its worth with the piano tuner before I do that.
So that’s my summer planned, anyone else drunk on freedom?