Goddess all the same...

I might not be a hard core DIY goddess as I had hoped but I believe I am a bit of a goddess all the same...

So it turns out that tiling a bathroom floor isn't my cup of tea. Never mind. Yesterday, while I was waiting for the man to come and take the marketing photos of my flat, I managed to unscrew the front off the water heater and manually reset the thermostat! I'm so impressed with myself for being able to look up the model on the internet and find the instructions on how to do this! In the regular version of my world I would have called directory assistance to help me find someone to come out for a service call on that one. I feel terribly self sufficient and brilliant. However, that may also be the happy feeling I have from my first hot shower all week and being able to give my hair a proper wash and blow dry! May I also mention how magical all of this was with my newly tiled bathroom floor instead of icky carpet? What is it with English bathrooms and carpet?

Goddess wardrobe summary: Towering inferno black and tan stacked karen millen pumps, sheer hosiery, black pencil skirt, black turtle neck. Make up: Nars Emotional Rescue palette. hair blowdried! (V exciting)

This morning on the way to work I agreed to do the make up for a theatre production for a week. It's after work each evening so I'm going to have to uber leg it from the office to the theatre each night. I've done this group a couple of times before. The first time I was going after work and by the end of the week I was a very sick little girl from all the stress. The second time I took a week off work as it was during my stint as a waitress at Sketch. (I quit shortly after returning due to ongoing sexual harassment and being in hate with the uniform. No one looks good in 501's.) I'm so looking forward to the job as it's a really great group of people. There is a problem with accepting this job. I have a very dirty secret. I really despise musicals. I think they were sent to earth by the devil himself to torture people. Do you think anyone would notice if I wore ear plugs? If they did notice, would they be offended? Could I potentially feign a medical condition that requires me to avoid all Gershwin tunes? Gershwinitis perhaps?

I'm going to google medical websites and see what I can come up with. If you have any suggestions, please pass them on. I only have a week to figure out a solution!

Floss xxx