why, why, why???

I hate moving. At the momment I have so much to organise.
I have a pile of bagged and boxed stuff that is going to the new flat a couple of weeks early as I'm being allowed to store it in the garage. Moving date for this lot, Sunday 6pm.
I have a pile of stuff to go to Lexs for me to live from for 2 weeks untill we can get in to thew new flat. Moving date for this lot, errrr can I get back to you, sometime this weekend, probably!
I have a house to clean before next Friday, oh and have I mentioned I'm spending all my time at a school placement scheme starting Monday.
I have 10 bags to go the charity shop, moving date for this lot, err sometime this afternoon when I get my ass in gear!
The bills, gas, electric, phone, TV licence, insurance are all sorted. That was the easy part.

Right will stop moaning and get on with it.

Anyone would think I have nothing to do...

Yet again it's time for my tri-annual hair cut. I used to hate getting my haircut, my Mum always cut my hair when I was younger and I just never worked out how to enjoy it!
Anyway I kind of don't mind it now.

What do you think?


And then I started playing around with the effects on my web cam! Macbooks are way too much fun!