I’m not counting days I have to work or weekends as they’re normal days, I’m just counting the different days.
It’s Thursday morning and I’m feeling a little tired from yesterday. I’ve had a funny week, I stupidly forgot to take my meds for 4 days in a row so I’ve been a little bipolar. But I’m getting back on track.
Nothing much has happened the last week. My work has dropped to 8 hours per week over two days so I’m getting to do both the school runs which I’m liking. My mission for today is to clear and clean both the dining room and conservatory and get my daughters washing done. Exciting hey! My Mr has finished work early today so I’m currently awaiting a lovely cooked breakfast from him (cheeky I know). I also need to pop to the bank today and drop my repeat prescription into the pharmacy.
I’m currently addicted to little mix’s new album confetti. I know it’s because I’ve missed my meds that the songs have been stuck on repeat in my head for a week now, I literally can’t shift them. I get like this from time to time I become obsessive about something and irrational. I’ve also made an irrational purchase which I’m a little worried about but I just need to make it work for me now either that or resell it.
My brains a bit of a mess at the moment.
Coffeebreakgal 