I slept badly, woke up tired and cranky, there was no lanky cuteness on the bus (local or imported), workload was ridiculous, I found out that work is closing for 3 weeks over Christmas (options: 3 weeks over Christmas without income, or find a new job before then)... and... Well, you get the idea. Even being offered 2 pieces of free pizza at lunch failed to fully chip through it. (Although it did help a bit.)
When fatty comfort food has limited effect, that's a bad day my friends.
Anyhoo, the day is over. I made a nice dinner, there's tv and the internet to distract, and a sweet email from a lovely man who lives too, too far away to respond to, and maybe an early night to be had. Tomorrow is another day,
3 comments:
Yes, Miss Scarlett, tomorrow is another day.
Fiddle dee dee and all that rot. Works for me.
Could be worse-- you could find out you have to show up for jury duty first thing in the morning right before you go to bed.
Like me.
And find out they don't let you take knitting needles into the Downing Centre (should have known).
Luckily I weaseled out of it and got my sock in progress back.
A three week break during the holidays sounds like a real treat to me. Isn't there any way you can swing it to cut back and enjoy the down time?
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