So yesterday afternoon started to get marginally better after what was can only be described as the mother of all meltdowns after it catastrophically pissed it down on my way to work in the morning leading to me rolling into the office looking like a flailing puffa fish out of water... ☂️🐡
My replacement started work yesterday which meant I had to put on my big girl pants and leave my emotions at the door when I got to work and spend the day with him. Thankfully it helped take my mind off of the 8 million other things floating around!
Before I knew it, it was 4.30pm and I would soon be going home! 😊
I was then swiftly reminded by DH that we had dinner reservations with friends who are getting married abroad in a few weeks and as we aren't able to make it, had promised we'd take them out for a swanky meal.
Fab. U. Lous. 😩
By the time we got back from Primrose Hill to South East London it was half 12, soaking wet with no cabs it was another 15 min walk home in the rain, fell into bed at 1am and eventually crashed after half hours of braxton hix and then slept solidly till 5.45am when my alarm went off!
Oddly... I woke up feeling fresh! 'It's going to be a good day' I said to DH - hopped out of bed, turned on the shower... NO HOT WATER!!! 🤦🏼♀️
Someone give me strength... sat on a train at 7am this morning, having washed with a packet of baby wipes and half a can of dry shampoo in my hair on my way to a business meeting... the guy next to me smells like he's had no hot water for a month, there's a baby crying down the carriage and I can feel my tits swelling with every bit of noise, I just want to go back to bed.
7 days left at work... please tell me the end is in sight... 😳