Last week of my thirties and last week in work for a year.
Slept awfully
Too ill to go into the office. Not so ill that I can’t go to Co-op for therapeutic breakfast pastries.
I’m awake a bit earlier than I normally would be as there’s a lot of stuff I want/need to do today. Currently drinking coffee in bed.
Hope everyone’s Mindays are tolerable xoxoxoxo
had three cases of the epimers since 3am but too late to ring in sick now so good luck to me.
at least if i shit myself i can blame the smell on a child.
Today is my first day back at work after two weeks off. My dread level is at an all time high.
Also slept terribly.
Cba getting up. Work doesn’t start till 10 but have been awake since 6. Trying to build up the enthusiasm for a shower.
THREE DAY WEEK
Working from home and cramming in a tour too. What I really want to do is paint the kitchen.
Nothing in for breakfast; four more days until payday.
Nah. Fly out a few days after so got too much to sort out. Gonna just go get drunk with the missus on the actual day
Fuck this
Massively cost-benefit analysis this morning.
However, I’m working from home so that’s taken the edge off it.
Singing this to the tune of Beer For Breakfast by The Replacements. Doesn’t quite scan. That’s not stopping me.
Cba. The highlight of my morning will be listening to Thom Yorke’s desert island discs on the way in to work. Looking forward to Marika Hackman this evening though
Morning, our house smells like vinegar since the TV decided to descale the kettle. Cba
we used a wilko own brand descaler and it worked wonders
I’m tired. Was lying in bed with the cat asleep on my chest and nearly sacked off coming into work. But here I am.
Morning campers,
I’m surprisingly chipper this morning. I got a decent night’s sleep and I’m WFH which cuts down the dread. There’s blue skies out there, but I thought the forecast for this week was rubbish. Maybe it was all lies.
Looks like more expensive citric acid to me.
I’m a citric acid stan now.