I had a dream I was watching movies, one directed by Peter Jackson which was a sequel to The Hobbit and a prequel to Lord of the Rings.
In another dream I was a mermaid that lived in a river in Middle Earth. Bilbo Baggins caught me on a fishing trip and fell in love with me, and brought me into his hobbit hole to live as his wife. In the dream Frodo, Sam, Pippin and Merry were visiting Bilbo and looked bewildered when they saw Bilbo sitting at a breakfast table with a plain looking mermaid who was covered in stinky seaweed.
In another dream, I watched a grainy VHS which contained an 80’s science fiction/action film, it depicted a rivalry between spazzy black Jewish female cops and tough white male cops in New York, who joined forces to fight a deadly virus which was spread by a malicious alien from outer space, the virus turned people into ruthless killing machines.
In another dream I was watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 which was my favorite movie when I had the horror junkie phase when I was 17 years old.
I got up early, about at quarter past seven o’clock in the morning. I knew it would be hours before the bank would be opened, but I didn’t get any more sleep so I got up.
As usual in the mornings, I threw my nightie into the laundry basket and stood naked in front of the hallway mirror, rose on my tiptoes and stretched my arms up above my head and grinned as wildly as I could.
I took my morning medicine, brushed my teeth, washed my face and armpits and underbelly, anointed my skin with basic lotion, dressed into a red Marimekko dress with white polka dots, cooked a decent breakfast, and while waiting for my oatmeal porridge to cool down I turned on my laptop and logged in to the online bank service to check out my balance. I had received the usual 80 euros, which would be quickly spent.
I renewed my Netflix subscription, now I can watch SuperWhoLock to my heart’s content! I ate my breakfast and took my nutritional supplements, and by then only an hour had passed, and the bank wouldn’t be opened until at ten o’clock.
I gave up and went to the shopping center, withdrew 70 euros from the cash machine, and went to Citymarket. I bought three liters of milk, a dozen of free- range chicken eggs, a block of cheese, a bunch of bananas, a box of organic peppermint- flavoured white tea bags, a box of organic corn flakes (for my friends who visit me overnight and don’t like oatmeal porridge), a foot- long cucumber, six small cans of tuna in sunflower oil, a pound of avocados, a box of tissues, six small boxes of pocket tissues, and eight Minneola tangerines. I also bought a pair of black cotton tights, and a laundry drying rack which has these nifty bendable wings where to hang small laundry and underwear.
My purchases swallowed up all my cash, I had only a euro and five cents left. I hauled the carrier bag and the drying rack home with a heavy heart, once home I put the groceries into the fridge, tissues into the bathroom cupboard, tights into the laundry basket, and took the drying rack out of the plastic wrapping. Here’s to hoping it won’t break as easily as the old ones I had bought.
I was thinking that I could have washed the dishes or a load of laundry, or hoover the floor and scrub the bathroom, but instead I went to visit my parents’ home because I was craving for coffee and I didn’t have any.
I took the bus 571 to Raappavuori, once at my parents’ home everything was the same. I put the mail on my parents’ bed, made a few cups of coffee, and surfed on the Internet on their laptop.
I ended up staying for a few hours because I got the inspiration to take my baby photos out of the family albums, scan them into my parents’ laptop and upload them to my blogs. I also put the photos back into the albums and deleted the images from the laptop, my parents won’t exactly be pleased if they find out that I uploaded photos where my brother is sitting on a potty.
When I finally decided to leave, I was in a much better mood. I walked to the Martinlaakso bus station and took the bus 565 to Myyrmäki. The sun shone and the air was pleasantly warm and balmy.
I went to the bank to withdraw the last 2 euros from my bank account, then I went to Myyrmanni shopping center just to hang around. I visited a shop that sold all kinds of bags, and decided that when I get more money I am going to buy a red- and- yellow Little My backpack because it has lots of pockets, I love those kind of backpacks the most.
Many women my age use handbags or shoulder bags, and there’s nothing wrong with that at all, but I’d rather use a backpack because it helps my posture and lets me use my arms.
Once back home, I washed a load of laundry and scrubbed the toilet bowl, I also took my t- shirts out of the closet, folded them in neat even piles and put them back. I did the same to my trousers, long- sleeved shirts, skirts and dresses, and nighties.
I made a couple of rye bread sandwiches with cheese and cucumber slices, and a cup of peppermint tea with sugar.
I was wondering what to do for the rest of the day, Girls’ House is closed on Wednesdays and I couldn’t afford to go to the movies, so I decided to take out the recycling, go return some bottles and visit the shopping centers nearby. I made 20 cents, and paid compliments to other people.
Tomorrow I will have a therapy appointment at quarter to one o’clock in the afternoon, and an appointment at the psychiatric clinic at two o’clock in the afternoon.
I might go to Girls’ House for the rest of the afternoon.
Fortunately I will receive money tomorrow; while my parents are on a vacation at the USA, my mother sends my brother 20 euros every Thursday which my brother gives to me. I cannot help wondering why my mother cannot send the money directly to my bank account as she is going to do to the monthly 80 euros I will receive next Tuesday, but grown- ups are weird anyway.