Nodame88’s musings

Just now, my boss’ wife came by the office. She is on maternity leave and in a hour reorganized my desk. In order to make order, you have to make a mess first. Everything from the drawers was taken out and put on the floor. We quickly made piles and decided 1) to keep 2) put in supply desk 3) recycle 4) trash 5) find a new home. My desk looks great and we shall see how long this system lasts.

But it was nice to see her and catch up!

This weekend I showed some tough love to a good friend. She is getting hitched soon and needs to prep her digs for her new soon to be hubby to move his stuff over into her place. She is a packrat! One thing she admits is not being organized with paper. (You would never know it that her house has lots of stuff as she is uber organized. But on the homefront, that is another matter. She has her bro’s stuff still at her place -though they both long moved out of the place.) I found documents and magazines from 1999 during my efforts. So since we are kindred spirits, I noticed she made some headway with her place since I was last there but this was all thanks to her fiance.

But I wanted to help her too. Yet, in order to do it, I had to dedicate a good amount of time to do it. Boy, did I ever dedicate alot of time! Even though we weren’t around Saturday, I got alot done (for Saturday/Sunday/Monday morning and Sunday afternoon and night). Since I have weird sleep patterns, I was able to get up early on Saturday morning and tackled the breakfast nook table for about 3 hours. The next time I was able to do anything was Sunday morning at 5:30am! (UGGH I wanted to sleep in more but I couldn’t.) I even read up on bridal stuff and looked at all the earmarked information the bride liked from the magazines and books too.

So I had a good 4 hour stretch before dim sum. After dim sum, I was able to shred and started on some piles downstairs in the outer room by the stairs. (I finished the breakfast nook table!) I admit I got bleary eyed after awhile as sorting stuff –to shred, to ask my friend, to recycle was a tad bit boring. It helped my friend was around for me to chat with her.

By dinner time, I had created piles of recycling and trash for her next trash/recycle pick up day! I shredded another 4 full bins until it went kaput and the shredder forbade me to shred anything else. Well I did conk out by 10pm. Plus I had to get up by 4am (I had a 7am flight this morning to catch). Before heading out, I even shredded another binful of stuff.

I joked with my friend that all she needs to do is to “maintain”. It is all I ask. But I agree with her fiance, everything needs a home. Then it will be easier to take care to sort and organize. She admits to disliking to shred things. I joked too bad I lived far away, I could loan out my sis. She inexplicably loves to shred things. (Comes in handy for me though when I have tons of shredding to do!)

Before I left early this morning, I looked over my handiwork and was very proud. I joked, isn’t lovely to see “space” and also be able to “see” your kitchen nook table? Luckily she has her dad in town to help her move all her recycling to the curb for Thursday morning. I look forward to seeing her place in May again when I have to be in town for her Bridal Shower.

Recently I was in SE Asia and I have gotten stuff while away-glasses, hair cut etc.  This time the hair cut was not as awesome as the one I got in Seoul. Though it cost only $15 USD, I was mortified. I am not usually an overly critical person over my hair, but this time was really ridiculous. I liked the salon from the outside and the lady who washed my hair did a great job. I love the head massage. The haircut itself took over an hour (or it felt like it) and he was careful with snips here and there. I had alot of hair. I basically told him I am willing to try something new.

Well when he unveiled the look, my heart plummeted. I had bangs (ugggh) and a do that echoed a mullet. The excessive cuts on the top and I had a “tail” in the back (or it looked like one). I was not happy. I was nice and said thank you. Luckily,  you do not have to tip in Asia.

Once I got back home, my sis was a harsh critic. Let’s just say she said I looked like a certain comedienne, not very flattering at all! Originally I was going to go ANYWHERE to get it cut. Then after talking to my boss, he recommended someone his sister has been going to for years. I just went to her last night. She is great! In under an hour, she fixed my hair (not much she can do on the top but she made the back look less of a tail and more shaggy and contoured to my face) and I got a color with some brown highlights. All for an affordable price! She is a Newbury St stylist too with 14 years of industry experience. I loved how she worked with my face shape and considered my lifestyle and habits. I definitely will be going back to her!

Never again will I go to a hairstylist in Asia without a friend who speaks the language (ie in Korea) or if I can speak the language.