1. New socks and pants. Is there a better day in the calendar than New Socks and Pants day? There is not. Throwing out all substandard underwear and replacing it with shiny, new stuff is somehow extremely satisfying. If only every day could be a New Pants Day.
2. A new coat of paint. Whether it's on your walls or your furniture, it makes a massive difference. sometimes you want a bold colour change, other times you just want to cover up what has become known as 'child ectoplasm marks' in this house (the tidemark of grubbiness that trails all the way along the wall at child hand height on the stairs). I finally finished re-painting our kitchen chest of drawers yesterday after a month of paint stripping, sanding and swearing. Now my friends can enter my kitchen without wondering which filthy squat I sourced my furniture from. So that's something.
3. New bottle of wine. Pull out the cork and savour the sound of the first "glug glug glug" as you pour it into your glass. Need I say more?
3. A new school year. There's something about September that's so full of possibilities. New uniforms, new bookbags, new teachers. My son has a very promising looking teacher this year. He's young, male and seems to be a lot of fun from what I've seen, so I have high hopes. I'm also mildly apprehensive, as my husband and I have discussed at length whether we fancy him or not. I have visions of Rory turning up on the first day and announcing that "MUMMY SAYS YOU'RE NOT HER TYPE, BUT DADDY RECKONS HE'D BE UP FOR IT IF HE WAS A WOMAN." This will be karma as I used to get loads of these comments when I was a teacher; "MY DAD RECKONS YOUR BOOBS AREN'T REAL. WHAT DOES HE ACTUALLY MEAN?" possibly being the least appropriate.
4. New stationery. This goes hand in hand with the new school year. Who remembers making special trips into town at the end of the summer holidays to buy a new pencil case and a geometry set that you never used? Better still was the year I did my PGCE. I needed to buy ten ringbinders as a matter of necessity. Ten. Imagine the satisfaction. Rory is just starting to appreciate the joys of new stationery as he's completely fixated on colouring in at the moment and has got a shiny new set of felt tips, which he's obsessed with keeping in the correct colour order in the packet.
If you are similarly afflicted with a love of new stationery, head over to the brand new Ryman Stationery website to feed your obsession, or tell them what makes you feel #brandnew.