insomnia?

Well today I was quite the dutiful daughter. I can't say I was willing which probably makes all the work I did null and void right? I washed, cleaned, baked cookies, put on a load of washing, hemmed a skirt and ironed. Thoroughly exhausting just keeping up with the demands of servitude... this is why I hate being at home, having to explain where you're going, exactly what you're doing with your time and who you're spending it with. Granted my parents were awesome with keeping that on the minimum when I was a teenager but now I'm 22, and have lived out of home for 3 years, you'd think they would kind of realise that I'm my own person. I'm attracting this attitude because I'm at home all the time and unemployed which lends itself to being used. It's temporary. I have to keep that in mind. I feel like I need to get out of here, like my life is shrinking to fit into this small little room that I fold into.

I bought a calendar for next year, which is strange because I normally wait until after the new year when they're 75% off. This one I had to have. It's a page a day origami calendar. It's been sitting at home for the last couple of weeks but today it got the better of me and I folded up most of January. Now I have a fox, a fish, a dinosaur, a party hat, a boomerang aeroplane, a pecking chicken and a mouse with an overgrown head. I will hang them up and take a photo when I require less sleep. I have a new strategy of going to bed by 11pm. This self-enforced rule was brought into effect after two consecutive going to bed at 3am nights. Not so good for my body. I am violating this rule to bring you this post but my cat is taking up most of my bed anyway. I figure I'm not going to be going to sleep that quickly next to a furry hot water bottle. Especially when it's still about 30 degrees.

Enough for tonight, I have a plan for a new blog header, ver. ver. exciting!