I hope the sleep fairy has done her rounds.
Yesterday afternoon things started to go to pot slightly (bad PMS, fight with a big client’s lawyer + coming out of their posh downtown offices I saw my car getting towed by the “parking police”) – I called my “troubleshooting guy” to get my car resolved so I had one hour to kill. Normally I would be gagging for a drink or three by then. Instead I went to my favorite hotel lounge bar, ordered a Perrier and a yummy sandwich . Nothing worse than getting compounded triggers on an empty stomach. My Irish friends arrived shortly for a “pint after work” - I really did not feel like explaining myself to that crowd of thirsty men, not at that moment. Saving grace of all, I spotted the new shoe shop in the hotel arcade sticking a big 50% OFF on the window . Halleluja … bought over the knee beige suede boots (utterly impractical where I live but it’s not like that’s ever stopped me before) plus lovely beige pumps . Warning! Cross addiction can be expensive.
So here I am, sipping coffee in my office feeling like Puss in boots - outside we already have 5 inches of fresh snow and a blizzard to boot , yet I feel invincible in my completely inappropriate footwear. Bring on hump day!!!!
Coffee is brewed, help yourselves. No time for baking muffins this morning, gotta run and make some money! Have a super day, Affers!
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