Today I washed the floor in my apartment. Proper washed. With bucket and mop. For the first time since I moved in. Which is some 3½ years ago now. So I guess it was long overdue.

I’m not sure I did a very good job of it. But I give myself an A for effort. It’s harder than you think, even in a tiny apartment like mine. And now at least I’ve gotten it done. With the state of the floors in this building, no amount of washing will ever make them look good anyway. They’re definitely due for a replacement.

I also got rid of my old vacuum cleaner. The new one is still doing excellently with powerful suction and all. But I had kept the old one, just in case. You never know what happens etc. Today I asked my dad to take it down to the trash. Turns out he gave it to my neighbours instead. I heard them talking out in the hall where he offered it to them. So now my next-door neighbours have my old vacuum cleaner. Funny how that goes. I guess since it still works it would be a waste to just throw it out. Although it isn’t particularly good. But I hope they’ll get some use out of it.

The circle of life. And appliances. Turn turn turn.

Today I went and got my hair did. And by “did” I mean “cut”. I got my hair cut. It was cutted off. Some of it. An appropriate amount of hair was removed from the head of me. As it were. Now it is not.

I went all by myself. My first solo trip to the hair cutters in years. I figured since I could handle the dentist on my own I could probably cope with the hair salon as well. And it wasn’t a problem. That little bit of extra eyesight I have gotten back has really helped a lot. Being able to walk around outside without feeling like I’m lost in a great big brey blur is just really nice.

Afther the hair cuttingness I went and said hi to the goats. Always good to see them. Magnethe and Grethe both in fine form. Woolly and happy. Grethe’s horns coming along nicely. And I was also glad to see Bodil and Sif there. Unfortunately little Sif has had some problems with her leg. Poor doggie. Apparently she’s had surgery and had her leg in cast for a long time. And there’s still problems with it, I think the vet may have messed up the surgery. Or something like that. I could tell Bodil was very worried about it. I hope Sif will be okay. As we were both leaving the playground a kindergarten class was getting ready to leave too. Suddenly there was a swarm of little kids who wanted to pet Sif. That was very sweet. Sif likes the attention, she’s good around the kids. And of course she’s so small that even goats aren’t really scared of her. She’s a little sweetheart. She came running when she saw me too.

So that was a pretty good day.