Shopping frustration

With the choir performance in November and the requirement that we wear "black, festive, not shoulder-free, short or glittering" (the men are to wear black trousers, black jacket, white dress shirt, and a black bow tie, and Gwydion is complaining that blue does not count as white and purple does not count as black), it has become high time to find something to wear. Ceridwen, singing tenor, has to dress like the men. She managed to borrow a shirt, but does not have a bow tie nor a suit nor a black jacket or even a blazer. So today we set out to find one. Which was complicated by the fact that Ceridwen is curvy (fortunately, she's tall), and cannot wear standard sizes, be they male or female. ( Cut for me being annoyed with the universe again. )

I'm luckier with my size and with some old pieces in my wardrobe and a shirt from the second hand store I could assemble something very black and quite impressive. Which is good because I'm not the one with an amazing voice, and need to compensate. :-S

Sometimes I'm so organised that I cannot believe it

I looked in my calender for some completely different reasons, and found that I have an appointment with the tax advisor tomorrow. Which I thought would be in late November or something, so of course I had not done any preparation and expected with rising panic that the necessary documentation would be evenly distributed in the heaps of paper strewn around the flat, or in the "there should be a folder on my computer where I downloaded this, eh, maybe? Or not?"

I found nearly all documentation exactly where it should be (in one physical and two virtual folders), Also, there was a checklist. Nothing missing except for one bank statement, which I downloaded.

This is very strange.