Oof, what a busy little bee I have been!
My boss (I am mini boss, she is big boss) is off for the next 3 and a half weeks. She's getting married. The cheek of it. I'm left running around like a headless chicken, files inexorably piling up at the end of my desk, fielding questions left, right and centre. I keep expecting everyone to realise that I'm actually not that good at my job, that I'm actually a child who's playing at being a grown up in her pencil skirts and her high heels. But apparently that's not going to happen. Apparently I'm coping rather well. Who knew.
The weekend mostly consisted of the following:
- Guitar Hero. How have I never played it before? How?! HOW?!! I love it. Lithium by Nirvana almost defeated me. Almost. I woke up yesterday morning with a claw for a hand (think Chandler from Friends playing Ms Pacman relentlessly) but I feel it's a small price to pay.
- Lovely booze. I spent yesterday in Manchester with G and M. It was sunny! There was gin! And a chicken salad (the less said about that the better. Everyone else had a burger and chips and I've never been so envious). There was also running (not by me, but by the participants in the Great Manchester Run).
- Not enough sleep. Again. Tut.
- Baking. I have discovered the perfect cookie recipe. It makes gloriously soft cookies with a slightly chewy centre. So I've been making batches of them. Super willpower woman I am though as I've only eaten a couple myself. The rest I've given to my parents and work colleagues.
What about you, my lovelies?
