I'm gonna brush that move right out of the colour charts

It's called a toothbrush. Use it. Preferably with toothpaste. I'm not even going to push it when it comes to flossing and mouth wash.
I have never come across more halitosis in one day in my life. Every. single. person I met had halitosis. It was so bad that I nearly gagged, had to take a few steps back, hold my breath and turn my head as if I was fascinated with something that was to my left, while still trying to seem as if I was listening to what they were saying.
I had a business meeting with a man who probably had small animals die in his mouth. That one was a little trickier to try and avoid. Especially when I had to lean in to see the document he had.
I then had to go to a few stores and of course I needed help in each store. Ok, let me be exact. There 5 stores. 5 salesmen. All 5 had terrible breath.

I know that some people have conditions, but I also know that it is impossible for me to encounter 6 men on one day.
No. Brush, floss, gargle. Do it.
How do these people get laid?

Just a thought.

In other news and I know I'm getting annoying now, but seriously, I am tingling I am so excited. I cannot WAIT to move. This weekend, I am sanding and staining some furniture I have had in storage. On Monday we paint my apartment - oh good grief - that reminds me, I still haven't chosen a colour. Seriously. How many bloody natural colours can there be? There is cloud white, vanilla white, off white, cream white, angelic white, cognac cream, Grecian White, Pearl...the list goes on and on. I am undecided between a neutral colour called Jasmine something or other; Light Clay or Velvet Cream.
No. You can't choose from the names alone, other wise I would have an apartment that is painted in colours called: Petite and Perfect (there really is a colour called that AND it's all about positive affirmation, so if my apartment was petite and perfect perhaps I could be too ) or it would be Fairy Dust or Sugar Shack or the Passion Pit. Yes. These are all legit colours.
I am useless. I need someone to close their eyes and wiggle their finger over the page with the colours I've chosen and pick one.
Anyway - so on Monday, the colour will be picked and on my wall and then on Tuesday SPRING DAY, I will move all my furniture in. I have so many different furniture companies coming through and I hope they all arrive before 3pm.
I cannot wait. I seriously cannot wait.

PS> 2 and a half months of no smoking and going strong. Feel fab!

What happened yesterday...

My sister is a culinary genius. I have never eaten such delicious Indian food in ages. It would actually put Indian restaurants to shame. I'm talking about my sister making her very own samoosas (who does that??) Indian rice, curry and Indian sweets from scratch.
There are 2 problems. The first problem is that I have to kill her now because I'm going to have to do an extra hour of cardio now. The second problem is that I will never be able to invite her around for dinner now, unless she has no problem with toasted cheese!

Oh and that reminds me. I have been manic today rushing around town to various meetings, listening to people who drone on and repeat themselves trying to explain what they would like me to do at their function and then smile like I'm the idiot. I even had the question of: "So, um...you're sure you can do this, huh?"
I should have said something like: "Oh my God. Are you sure? I mean I've never ever done this before...ever." Just to completely scare the shit out of them.
I'm always amazed. Um...you hired me for your function... why would you suddenly be questioning whether I can do something or not....um??
I had so much to do today and I felt like screaming: "Alright already!! I get it! Can we move the F&%# on? Time is money people; let's GO!"
Instead of either option, I smiled, nodded and assured them that everything would be just fine and their function would be just great.

I finally managed to race off to Woolies to look for the dress I saw in the catalogue. I need it for this function, you see? Anyways, there I am looking for dresses (in a major rush) and found a whole rack of gorgeous dresses. I started looking for my size in these dresses, holding them up, pressing them against my body (quick mental try on) and then folded a few options (not one of them was in the catalogue...in case you're wondering) over my arm to buy them. I turned around and bumped straight into a friend from school I haven't seen in over a year. We got chatting and I was wondering why she kept looking at me so strangely...strangely as in a small smile and a look in her eyes that I didn't quite get. I finally got what that look and smile was all about. I was standing in the Maternity section. How did I NOT see the sign? It was huge and had a lovely glowing woman standing with her manicured hands on her huge belly on it.
There go the rumours.

I went through to support Mushy Peas on Toast for her book launch last night. I think it is an amazing thing to have accomplished and I heard that she always wanted to have a book published before 30! Well done babe!! I am so impressed and uber proud!! I had a jol too with you and the gang ; although I wasn't loving you guys this morning after those G & T's. I got to meet a few bloggers last night and it is always fascinating and fun. Chester Pillow was actually the person I cursed this morning...my head was feeling just lovely after the G&T's. It was fun Ches...thanks dude!
I got home last night and read your book until my eyes literally closed (admittedly I only read for 15 minutes) and the book hit the ground, ultimately waking me up. I am on Chapter 2 and I'm loving it! Sheer entertainment!
Well done Peas...I am definitely a GROUPEA and I have put an order out because all my gal pals are getting your book for Christmas :-)

Work and play

So, my meetings went on a little longer than expected. Surprise, surprise!

I'm feeling absolutely exhausted and while you all party away the night before the public holiday, think of lil ol' me lying here trying to fall asleep because this "good girl" has work in the morning. God I've become boring. Seriously. What happened to "living on the edge?"

Who the hell knows? Miss Responsibilty is in bed early and I might as well just add a nice cup of warm milk and honey to the mix. Argh.

I've even switched my phone off because all my mates are reminding me that I'm 25 years old and being an old hag.

"Just come for one drink!"
"Yes, it sounds all lovely now, but while you sleep in; I'm getting up for a regular working day!"

"Blondieeeee!! Pull an all niiiighterrrr!!" It's amazing how the nagging always sounds whiney!

"Dude no. I'll catch up with you tomorrow. Braai at my place for National Braai Day and Heritage Day tomorrow afternoon!"

I've been through this with 5 of my mates.

Like I said. B-O-R-I-N-G!

I got an email from my longest mate JB about growing up...here it is:

Soooo, her I sit, CSI: Miami (totally rocks my world) is on, my laptop is on the lap (as it should) and I'm trying to get sleepy.
Ha! The man is even out with his buddies.
I'm this close to breaking out into Akon's Chipmunkey "Lonely". You know it's bad, then.

Yawn.

Good start.
Nope, nothing. This warm milk and honey is starting to look more inviting by the second!

Good night.

PS> Happy Heritage Day and Braai Day!

PPS> Congratulations Danny and Lee...I'm so happy for the both of you! Thanks for your sms' over the weekend!

To be continued....

There is nothing more off putting than a man talking loudly (in public) about money. I don't know what it is, but I hate it. I think it is the unsexiest thing ever. It's normally around women too. Do you really think I'm going to be impressed? Clearly you do. Do you really think that I'm going to swoon in, flutter my eyelashes and whisper, huskily: I want to have your babies!
Argh! I was sitting having some breakfast this morning with Special K. I noticed him noticing us in his really subtle way. His friend joined him a few minutes later and they both started staring.
Um...we can see you!! Just letting you know.
All of a sudden Jerk 1 said (no, let's be fair...projected loudly) to Jerk 2: I can't handle the bank phoning me all the time! My platinum credit card is fully paid and they've wanted to add an extra few hundred thousand into my credit.
Jerk 2: Oh dude. Hate it when that happens. I just got an amazing raise and I'm wondering if I should buy the Audi TT or the new BMW.
Jerk 1: Tough choice. Buy them both!
Jerk 2: Great idea!

Fuck, I wanted to vomit. They kept looking over to see if we had heard them and to see if we we're, I don't know, gold digging bitches who would cover them like ants on cream soda.
Special K and I ignored them flat and actually moved tables. They were speaking so loud it was actually difficult to follow our own conversation.
Nauseating.

I'll blog more just now..I have more to say, but gotta go into a meeting now. Hate it when work get's in the way of blogging! I mean seriously!

To be continued....