In which I run out of zip

Yesterday was my last day interning. I was full of hope. I was also full of snot. And tired to boot.

It all got a little much at times, especially when I had to do something I didn't quite understand but before I did I had to wander round looking for something I needed in order to do whatever it was I had to do, then suddenly race to the tissue box as my nose erupted, then resume my search before trying to do said thing then wait for Miggs to be free to check said thing just in case I was about to stuff up spectacularly on the home stretch.

So there was just a little grumpiness and banging of head (see above).

Luckily I had this above the machine as a reminder:

And a little help from Miggs with the really fiddly finishing bits when I ran out of time because I had arranged an early evening date with my favorite almost-ten-year-old:

who considers the perfect date burning through $30 on games at Time Zone and devouring one of the chocolate bars he "won" before eating a large KFC meal and finishing off the experience with a huge ice cream from Kaffee Eis. Gulp. I'm so pleased I'm just the honorary Auntie so I didn't have to deal with the resulting sugar rush!

Instead I took myself off on a much less sugar-laden date to The St James Theatre (which I've decided is the nicest smelling theatre I've ever been to as they floors are wooden and obviously recently oiled...)

where I saw The New Zealand Ballet's performance of Red. Which, unfortunately I almost fell asleep during because of the (very expensive) drugs I'd taken to keep my nose from running during the performance.

It was a beautiful ballet in a beautiful theatre. I'm glad I made the effort to go. And stay awake.

Oh, and the hoodie? Finished. Beautiful. No photos of the finished object yet. You'll have to be patient...