Dear Dairy,
So, in my last entry, I was all earth and hearth,
trying to be the perfect homemaker right? Well, all that’s over now! Yes, I wanted
a makeover for my apartment this month because I grew up enduring my mum’s annual
redecoration tradition (you’ll never really know how these things seep right
into the very fabric of your being, until you catch yourself doing those same
things no matter how much you loathed them while growing up; parents had better
be careful about what they do around their kids). So I only got as far as the wallpapers,
furniture fittings and covers, sheets and drapes, a cozy carpet, and a few wall
frames and light fixtures (what?! So what’s left? Oh yes, I remember, I stopped
short right where I began to consider bouquets and garlands).
Having totally spent the homemaker in me
(she probably wouldn’t be making any more appearances till next year),

