OOooh, I can’t for the LIFE of me keep my eyes open today. I’m officially knackered and well all i’ve managed to do is sit on the sofa, lay on the sofa, *purr* on the sofa and then STUFF MY FACE on the sofa. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but it does actually feel lovely. My body is chilling in an ultimate state of ‘relaxation.’ I can’t even find it in me to return a phone call. YET, i can get up, grab a pastie and gobble it down in one…with crisps. I feel all hazy and blissful and when you’re in such a state of ‘ooh laa’ i think it’s important to go with the flow of it all and enjoy it, instead of fight the feeling. Fighting the feeling only makes you cranky and cranky people have no game.
Infact, i’m so lazy today that i can’t even find it in me to SIT UP and type this blog. I’m laid down…of course on the sofa, with shit telly on in the background, typing on my pink notebook, that i cleverly have perched upon my bent up kitten knees.
It looks beautiful outside, but i bet it’s frickin FREEZING. Haha!The British weather always looks better from inside, when you’re in the warmth, glaring out of your window. I’ve counted up the days and well in 17 days i’m back on holiday again! THANK THE GOOD LORD! I feel like I need it. 🙂
This will be my third holiday this year and we’re only in April! 17 more days and BINGO, we’re packing up and trundling off to the forest AGAIN! Hurrah! I think I might just sleep until the 22nd, then have someone nudge me at an appropriate ‘get up-to set off’ hour.
What is wrong with me? I just don’t get it? Yesterday I was running around taking over the world in a push up bra. Today, i can’t open my eyes or get off the sofa. I even rescheduled a phone interview. This is no good.
I will tell you that I have been mildly productive today and well that is what’s probably tired me out. Damn you, brain work. BUT, I have to surely pull myself together soon, as Keiran’ll be back from golf in a wee bit and see me slobbing around. When he’s hungry, he’s grizzly. So, if there’s now food a cooking he’ll get his knickers in a twist and start moaning. Luckily, at ths rate, i’ll probably be able to sleep through it. 🙂
He fancies me right now, I can tell because he’s doing flirty eyes at me whenever he can. Must be the weave, or the dress i wore this morning. Or the naked tanning yesterday. He won’t fancy me after he sees no food. But whatever, i’m sure i’ll charm my way out of it and well…it’s burrito night tonight. A night to be enjoyed by all!
When’s ‘Real Housewives’ on? I think i’ll nap until then.