Today was washing day this weekend (isn’t this blog exciting?). But I did do one fun thing: I made a last-minute decision to wash the clothes I was wearing, except the underwear (which I have lots of), so right next to the washing machine I stripped off, put everything in, and then had to walk back to my bedroom in my undies. If the neighbours at the back can see through my blinds they might have glimpsed something, but I’m not sure if they were in. And I didn’t have the lights on. But I sat in the front room and read a graphic novel for a while, until it got dark and I wanted the light on and chickened out by wrapping myself in a dressing gown before closing the curtains.

Gosh – I’ve been at this for two weeks and I’m still covering myself up in my own home? I haven’t gotten very far, have I?

I discovered another good thing about clothes shopping: it’s somewhere new to fantasise about stepping out into a crowded space in my underwear! Of course, I did no such thing, but I did buy a shorter skirt, and a couple of low-cut tops, and blouses with a bit of a v-neck. And a cardigan, because I’m sensible and it’ll start getting colder soon.

I really really need some new clothes – I’m bored with button fiddling, and I can’t undo another one in the office without looking like I’ve forgotten to get dressed.

What a waste! I wore my best “going out” bra, and Matthew wasn’t even in the office. I was so annoyed I buttoned myself right up for the way home.

Another big day! I was sitting at my desk, twirling at my blouse lapel, and I didn’t notice Matthew come over. He sat on the edge of the desk while I was in my chair, and he was looming right over me, and I could see how much he kept trying to snatch a glance down my blouse. And this time I didn’t turn bright red!

OMG today was huge! I forgot to do my buttons back up when I went to talk to a colleague (Matthew) and I saw him glance at my cleavage. Then he went red, and I went red… I mean, it’s only two buttons, but just to see someone notice was such a thrill! And Matthew’s allright too (even if he does have a girlfriend, unfortunately).

I really need to come up with something imaginative as there’s only so far one can go with blouse buttons. But I am coming to appreciate how much cooler it is to have a couple undone while I work.

Also dull, but I did go to see my mum. She dropped plenty of hints about how it’s time I got a boyfriend. And by “hint” I really mean “said it out loud as if I wasn’t there”.