It’s been one of those
weeks scratch that, fortnights. You know the ones, where despite your hardest tries, nothing seems to go right and there aren’t enough hours in the day. The ones where your to do list grows exponentially as you cross items off, where you spill tea down your front the moment you walk into the office and where you accidentally leave a cupboard door open when cooking and thwack your head on it next time you walk past. This actually happened.
Friday night saw me have a minor meltdown, cry, eat lemon curd directly from the jar with a spoon and generally feel sorry for myself, while working most of the weekend and dreading the rise of the sun on Monday morning. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job, but you have to hate stuff to enjoy it sometimes, right? RIGHT?
So let’s hope this week is better, rather than an additional week of dashing round like a blue arsed fly, accidentally triple booking plans in the evening leading to pissed off friends, and wondering what the hell happened to July, or more’s the point, 2014.
Here’s to a better week, y’all. Oh Christ, its Thursday already!
How has your week been so far?