I’ve done the impossible this year. I’ve actually run out of scrap paper. Over the years, I’ve gotten into the habit of collecting duds from my printer, junk mail that’s only printed on one side of the page any other paper that’s fit to be reused for shopping lists and other notes to myself. I thought I had enough to last me well into at least 2020 but I obviously miscalculated.
So here I am. Actually buying an exercise book to use as scrap paper. This was a $3 job from Target and I love the retro look to its cover and how sturdy its binding is. It also had a red margin on each page. Happy days!
I thought I’d escaped my annual attack of pleather hands this year but it’s struck with a vengeance. I’ve scrubbed them with sugar and olive oil, I’ve slept with them basted in Vaseline and then wrapped in old socks and I’ve even had to substitute my regular hand cream for a few drops of olive oil several times a day.
Fortunately, it all appears to be working and my hands aren’t cracking or peeling anymore. Just in time for me to get back to work and trash them again with my endless handwashing, glove wearing and alcohol handwash rubbing…
In light of the single-use shopping bag bans sweeping across our major retailers, I’ve dusted off a pair of my favourites from Ralphs a supermarket chain that kept me in fresh fruit when I was in LA earlier this year. I love all the fruit and the subtle rainbow effect.
Wild Fig and Cassis!!!!! Perfect for the winter.
And look, I also found a large bar of Hermes soap from the Sofitel in Melbourne many moons ago. The bathroom cabinet is looking pretty spendy right now.
I buy magazines so rarely these days, especially the fashion glossies because my life is so far removed from the content it’s not even funny but I can never say no to a good Harper’s freebie. It was a makeup brush and sponge set this issue.
I did read the magazine, it would have been rude not to after opening my gift. I admired the pretty pictures and lives conveyed on its pages. I wasn’t particularly motivated to buy or aspire to anything in the editorials and advertisements but it was a pleasant way to spend some time as I sipped my mug of tea. What I do have, though, is a magazine we can contribute to the kindergarten request for them. I am a lost cause to the world of fashion journalism, aren’t I?
And on that note, I’m heading into my first day back at work post-holiday today. It’s going to be fine.