Handywoman

Yesterday I went round to a friend's house and helped clean up their front yard, to be specific, I painted their front yard wall. It was awesome. There's something about doing manual labour which is so endlessly gratifying.
After a long day yesterday, I got up at an ungodly hour this morning to go into work. It was... interesting. I am sure I'll do good in this job, but I doubt I'm going to last the entire two months. I cannot motivate myself for a 12-hour workday 6 days a week, and certainly not for two months. So when I hit my goal of £2000, I'll probably quit and enjoy my holiday before school starts.
Speaking of school, before Monday, I will work on my dissertation. I want to at least have something done, as the deadline is swiftly approaching and I cannot afford to fail, as it would mean losing an entire year. So that's the plan for today/this weekend (got a trip to the forest with church people tomorrow, though I hope it rains a little less). For now, I am going to the bank, as I finally got a letter sent to me, which means I have proof of address and can apply for a bank account. Win!