Quick question

As most of you glorious angels will know, I'm moving in with my lover *giggle* on Sunday. What I'm wondering is, is this the end of the mystique? Will he still love me after seeing me in my Mask of Managminty face mask, and Arabian Bright hair mask, looking like an alien with a cow pat on my head?

Will he cope with the hair dying, the nail paining, and the 'general tweezing', that makes me the truly fabuolus creation that I am?

If not what will I do *dramtic gasp*?

And will I cope with his 'more interesting' quirks?

Btw - this post is very tongue in cheek!

x-posted to classy laydees

Not much to report

Had a bit of a spazz this morning. Aubrey was sick, that's both cats now! They've never really been sick before, I think they're picking up on the stress. Can't wait to move, and give them something more stable!

Bank ref still not arrived, so got on the phone to the bank and got a smidge pissy. If anyone has ever heard me angry then you will know that I speak very clearly, and slowly. The bank phoned me back in 30 mins. The reference was sent out yesterday. She told me not to worry, so everything should be sorted by tomorrow (hopefully).

My room looks really bare now! And smaller - bizarre.

Must get a catnip fish x2 for the girls, tin of sardines for moving day (to say sorry for keeping them in their boxes!), and a washing up bowl. Guess what I'll be doing tomorrow!

I wish it would stop raining, it makes it harder to get the boxes home!