Nothing exciting has really happened since my last post. I wish I could say that it had. I worked a lot over the weekend. Thirty hours plus, in fact, and squeezed in attending a wedding reception amidst that, too.
Incidentally, do you like the cupcake pictured above? It’s from the wedding reception I attended. It was for one of the chefs at work, Mr Joey Cullen, and his new wife Stacey. He made it himself.
In case you were unaware last week, I was pretty snowed under at work. I’ve had long days and then I ended up called in on my day off, too. To say it was a hectic week for me is probably an understatement. And include into that the bi-annual performance review, too.
Hectic. Week.
Oh. And I also had a tyre valve replaced on the car and organised for her MOT next week. Keep everything crossed for me that Pretty will pass or at least not cost me too much money to have her fixed.
Despite the fact that I’ve been doing quite a few hours at the day job lately and am incredibly tired, I’m still no closer to finding a way to fall asleep easily. My brain doesn’t shut off until after one nearly every night. It’s terribly frustrating.
And, of course, the more that I want to go to sleep, the longer I will end up lying awake.
It’s gotten to the point where I’ve heavily invested in herbal teas. In particular, I ordered a lot of valerian root tea. It is well known for its sleep inducing properties, but it’s also effective as a stimulant to cats.
Toniiiiight, I’m gonna have myself a real good time…
Or, I’m going to try. No one can ever plan for that to definitely happen. It’s a colleague & friend’s birthday though (a belated eighteenth party) so it should at least be a little bit of a laugh. I’ll be quite sad when she disappears off to university and leaves us behind, even if she’ll probably be coming back in the half terms etc.
No idea what I’m wearing yet, but, as you can see, I’ve had my hair cut and dyed so at least I’ll look nice in some respect.
Unfortunately, having it cut proved how much I stress because my hair is turning white at age twenty-four. And not just a couple of hairs, either. I can’t decide whether this upsets me or not, though. At least if it’s white I’ll get a nice bright red everytime I dye it.
I could maybe even dye it blue one day without it turning green from bleach yellowing. Which would be great. I like blue hair a lot. Not sure what work would say, however…
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