The footy was rubbish.
The sun was wonderful.
We caught up with friends for Sunday lunch, Monday lunch and Monday
dinner. We caught up with family for Friday dinner, Saturday dinner
and Sunday dinner. (No cooking for me!)
Hubby thinks I sound exactly like Ja'mie King from "Summer Heights
high"/ "We Can Be Heroes".
I cry!
I'm supposed to be an intelligent professional – how can I do this if
I sound like a teenager! (Or a man pretending to be a teen?!
Nooooooo!)
My desk is a mess. You know when you first start a job and your desk
is perfect and everything is really neat?
Well, I'm the opposite of that.
Plus, this keyboard looks diseased and there's a coating of dust all
around the puter. Not to mention the makeup that's rubbed off on my
phone. It's official - I am a grot.
Must sort this out...as well as eat more fruit.
(I can sense a new New Years' Eve resolution coming on...)
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