Glad that cheered you up Holly. Being PG can be like 9 months of PMS where you take everyone and everything too seriously lol. I remember when I was PG with DD and spent at least 1 day a month in the park across from work crying and eating subway cookies lol.
Just ignore and when you cant ignore her anymore, buy a cake and stuff your face just to irritate her. Take to leaving SW leaflets on her desk too with the explanation that it came through your letterbox last night and no use to you whatsoever now.
I'm not really that much of a bitch in real life. Well I am but on with feckers who deserve it.
I've so far (in 2 hours) got as far as getting my 'BOX OF HELL' out which contains all the information I need for the return. Then I messed around on PC a bit, put some bleach down the loo, put some stuff in the tumble dryer and had a cheese and chutney sarnie with a bag of Tesco's Finest Salt and Vinegar crisps. Which was lovely.
Now going to have a plastic, fake coffee (I miss proper coffee), feck about some more (might have some more lives through on Candy Crush) and then maybe, just maybe I will make a start on that fecking paperwork lol.