Sunday evening, the most depressing time of the week, especially when you've been on holiday. I've just got to the point when I've realised I actually have to go to work tomorrow, the weekend is officially over...I have to go to work tomorrow! The alarm is gonna go off at 6:30am, I will probably snooze for about an hour, drag myself to the bathroom, splash some water in my face, brush my teeth (still half asleep), try and find something smart and comfortable to wear, put some make up on my face and hopefully have time for a cup of tea. I will most likley rush up and down the stairs a few times cos I've forgot something and end up being late cos I can't get into the bike shed at work. Oh yes! Who doesn't love a Monday morning huh? Ok, the moan is over.
Before I got to this very depressing state I actually had a really nice Sunday. Watched 'the Help', took a walk on the seafront in to town, tidied up the flat, had Valle and Dave over for dinner and watched 'Cowboys and Aliens'. We enjoyed a stir fry and laughed at all our pics from Friday's party! Realised Valle is pulling the most amazing faces in the background of half the pictures, we were all in tears of laughter! Brilliant!
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