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I’m still on the cat duties, although Wednesday night will be my last visit. It can’t come round quick enough. I love Harley, but looking after someone else’s house and cat is quite a big responsibility - what would happen if I didn’t lock up properly and the house got broken in to? Plus, the job is quite time consuming and I’m losing a lot of my “me time”. My evenings seem very short and I don’t really get a chance to do what I want to do.

The weekend went far too quickly and I felt like I didn’t really spend a lot of time with Mark. Saturday morning I was up early and round feeding Harley before popping in to the hairdressers. My hair is now in a short bob, about chin length, and I’m liking it so far. After having my hair washed, dried and styled I arranged the next appointment with a completely new person. The girl I usually have is leaving to go back to her home town in America with her husband as he’s in the military. I met up with the boss to go buy Becky and the part-timer’s leaving presents. We’ve got Becky a green Ipod Nano that she wanted, and the part-timer has got a lovely necklace and a pair of earrings, which I’d really like myself. Then we nipped in to the tattooist/piercers and I’ve now got a hoop in the top of my right ear. I’ve been wanting to have it re-pierced for a while so it was finally time. The boss got her tragus pierced as she already has a quite a few piercings. I think at the time of piercing mine was more painful but with the pain afterwards hers is worse than mine. My pain was caused by having the needle through the cartilage but the plastic sheath he wanted to insert before putting the hoop in was too large for the hole. Ouchie!

Never mind, it looks good now. Although it isn’t right at the top of my ear, so there’s still room if I want another piercing. I’d quite like to put my old stud back in but I don’t know if it would look fine or fit well. I had hoped to get the second piercing in my lobes but the pain from the first one put me off. Maybe at a later date I’ll get them done.

After the piercings I finally got home and found Mark washing his car. I cheated and took mine to a hand-wash where some lovely men gave my car a thorough cleaning for a little bit of money - anything to get out of doing it myself. I’m lazy. Then we didn’t really have that much time before having to head back to Harley. Luckily Sunday was spent together with me popping out in the morning for my cat duties and us going in the evening.

So that’s my weekend. I have two more days of cat feeding, two more days of Becky. Did I mention she’s leaving on Wednesday instead of Friday? Yes!! Things are starting to look good.