I wish my life was half as interesting as my imagination can be sometimes, but maybe it is better that it stays locked up in my mind where it can be transformed into my scribblings/stories...

Mind you life has been pretty damned hectic lately. Family things with ill health etc.

But the thing that has me the most frazzled at the moment( now the panic of my mum's health is over) is the fact I am now an Avon Lady-as in ding-dong Avon calling. Not sure where that memory surfaced from but it is there along with carry on films and monty python.

 

I have found it is not easy being an avon lady, you have to venture out in the cold-urgh. And be organised- as if haha. And be pleasant and praise the products from Avon to high heaven-yeah like I never say what I think straight out. So there I am sat in a neighbours flat, handing her order over and we get onto skin-care and I turn round and say' oh I have used Oil of Olay for ever' Only to realise some of the most expensive stuff in in Avon's brochure is the new skin care stuff, and very high tech it is too. So now of course I must put the bloom of my youthful looking skin down to Avon...

So what other thing am I terrible with, oh yes time keeping! I even surpassed my own record here, with having to rush out and deliver my orders yesterday- only 3 days late! I had forgotten the date I had put as my delivery date, and was reminded by a customer ringing me to find out what had happened to her order. And to make matters worse, I had been playing with samples and had more makeup on my face than a rocky-horror-show extra. Eyes different colours, stripes and circles of rouge and bronzer, lips in many shades-  and a splodge of rose pink here, a dash of scarlet rouge there, a smidgen of peach dream there, all topped off with super glaze wear lipgloss. Thought it better to wipe it all off though before I began my rounds of ding-dong Avon Calling.

Maybe I should start a blog on how not to be an avon lady...