A very merry un-birthday

I did it. I got through Tuesday and today and now I’m just ticking off the seconds until it is time to leave work, pack suitcase and fly (note to self: tickets, money, passport). There was a spot of bother first thing this morning, before I had even left the house, with the shower rota. Yes, you read that right. My picky, picky, picky, petty (you get the picture) housemates have a ‘shower rota’ for the mornings, which they insisted upon when I moved in. I wasn’t paying much attention when they originally designated the official ‘shower times’, and somehow ended up with the worst timeslot – basically, they get to use the shower first, and I have to wait ‘til past 8.15…since it takes approx 45 mins to get to work (on a good day), it isn’t exactly ideal, but you know, when you first move in, you don’t want to cause ructions, you don’t realise that your housemates are really clinically insane, yaddayaddayadda.

In order to beat the ‘rota’, I have to get up ridiculously early, which is not in my nature, but needs must. So there I was this morning, merrily applying shampoo to my hair, when someone began banging loudly on the bathroom door. As you’ll all know, once you’ve applied the shampoo, you have to rinse fairly soon afterwards, and then conditioner must be applied immediately. The housemate banging on the door then yelled that they had to take a shower, right now. Seething inwardly at the lack of respect I am afforded in my own home, I yelled back that I had already applied shampoo and there was no turning back. When I exited the bathroom, all of 5 minutes later, they were both stood by the door, holding their towels. They know better than to eyeball me, thank god, but the atmosphere was decidedly tense. In view of these events, could you all please keep a careful watch on the night skies later, as since I didn’t use my designated shower timeslot this morning, there is a risk that the earth may not turn on its axis. You’ve been warned, and, I’m sorry, I guess.

Things could only get better after that, and since I didn’t want to kill anyone on the tube today, I must be in my holiday mood already. Today has been a good day so far. My birthday is tomorrow, but as I won’t be here, my colleagues thought we should go to the pub at lunch time, to wish me a very merry un-birthday. That went well, and it was followed by cups of tea back at the office and C had even bought a little chocolate cake in my honour.

So, I really am off now, and hope that I will return from the break all refreshed, revitalised, rejuvenated and all manner of other things beginning with ‘re’.