Morning Witches, got a lot of plans, not so many flans.
Today: off to Manchester after work to meet some pals for a couple of drinks.
Sat: llama trekking in the Yorkshire Dales with the TV’s family for his mum’s birthday treat. Have to leave the flat before 9am, can already tell that’s not going to be popular with future me.
Sun: BBQ at the in-laws’, again for his mum’s birthday.
Minor irkage at his mum’s birthday taking up three separate weekend days (we went to theirs for a walk and afternoon tea as well last Saturday) but what can you do
Idk guys. Have an interview later but dont want the job, so robably gonna cancel. Going to see a studio in a bit that i hope my band can move into that isnt leaking water from the roof. Otherwise dont know what to do with myself today. Might go gym later, coffee first though.
Been away on holiday with a client for a week so celebrating being back home by sitting around listening to music for a bit, then I’m going to go punch a punchbag until I pass out and THEN make an extremely satisfying lunch. Don’t have work until 3
Directing my train based ire towards Southern Rail this morning, after London Midland copped a load yesterday. Train operators are bloody infuriating sometimes. All I ask is that a) they communicate and don’t leave people stood on a station for an hour when road transport is apparently running and b) run the fucking trains they agreed to run when they took on the Franchise and not blame driver overtime bans for not running them.
Grumpy helium today, 32 minute wait to get to work now. Harumph.
Should sail through work, boss is away so in late, leave early. Not much to do, release a report is all after I’ve written the executive summary.
Then picking up a hire car for the weekend, get everything 100% ready for camping and away in the morning.
When I retire, I should like a Bassett hound to sit beside my plush leather arm chair and beside the fire place in my laird’s Manor House.