With knobs on

I have little care for New Years resolutions (and of course, Happy New Year to you all!), but there are a few things I want to achieve this year. I almost got an unexpectedly early start on one of them by attempting to resign on Tuesday morning, but a sudden burst of creativity on work related projects following my decision prompted me to recant (my un-resignation was swiftly accepted, which was nice). Impending unemployment has a way of focusing the mind I've found

Anyway, amongst my list of things that aren't quite resolutions are a few remaining flat issues that need resolving. There aren't many of them, and I've been quite content to live with things as they are over the last year, but it's about time I dotted my i's and crossed my few remaining t's. I started with a spot of shopping in the sales for new doorknobs. Hardly the most exciting of purchases with which to begin the year I know, but I really do loath the knobs on my current doorknobs. They're pseudo-brass style things that are quite out of keeping with the rest of the flat and are long overdue for replacement. Strangely, the replacements I bought are a bit of an odd choice. In other circumstances I would have merrily passed them over, since they're not quite to my tastes. Why on earth did I buy them then? Well, mostly because they actually reflect me, or an aspect of my life, being formed from acrylic spheres roughly 2" in diameter. That might not mean much, but they're essentially built out of slightly smaller versions of the balls I use when contact juggling, a fact which amused me no end. I also like the fact that they actually say something about me, since I worry a little that the interior of my flat, despite the attention I've lavished on it, is somewhat anonymous. I'm quite looking forward to getting them fitted.

Of course, I realised when I got home that I don't really like my doors either, so I'm holding off until I find some doors I like...

Perfectionist? Me? I don't know what you're talking about...