Today has been a crap day. CRAP day. Crappity crap crap crap.
I feel ill.
The air conditioning broke again.
The weather has been foul for most of the day.
I am worrying about work next week.
I am tired.
I had a HORRIBLE dream last night and woke up in floods of tears. I won’t go into the details but there was hundreds of terrorist attacks all over the country and Paul didn’t come home. I was devastated when I woke up then calmed down, went back to sleep and straight back into the dream. The feeling has stayed with me all day.
I just want to go and hide under the duvet all weekend but I have to move the last of my things from the flat, go out for a friend’s birthday and do a million things at home.
The worst part though is that all of this could easily be soothed by a couple of glasses of wine (or probably something stronger) however I am on antibiotics for 3 months so I cannot drink.
For three months.
Hope you are all a million times happier than this post and that you have terribly wonderful and exciting things planned for this weekend :o)