Oh … I’ve had the bitch of all weeks this week.. work has been nothing but trouble, hassle, swearing… applicants have turned down great jobs, clients have turned down great applicants and generally just been bloody stupid.
I’ve had a dead (or rather dying..) something brought in that left a blood trail in the hall (I haven’t found it yet so Im not sure what it is…) .. and my door locks are broken …
I’ve been feeling stressed out.. and have already started planning my new life on the Isle of Skye, in a wee cottage with a couple of cabins to rent out … a few more dogs, a couple of cats and a cow ..
However, reality bites .. I have the wee cottage, I have A dog and A cat… I don’t have a cow .. although I do have an ex in the very distant past who could fit that role .. although the sight of her droopy udders would probably make me vomit today.
I don’t have a cabin .. but my summerhouse is going up today and tomorrow .. and next week there will be new jobs, new applicants and new clients ..Oh … AND my very lovely new wine rack arrived today (it is the shape of a Cello.. actually its made from an old Cello) quite classy and very different … a bit like me (ok ok .. may the very different bit and less of the classy but there you go).
Sometimes life does get a bit heavy on our shoulders .. no matter how “jolly” we seem there are times when all we want to do is hideaway in our PJ’s and think .. it’s been one of those weeks for me …
Bring on Monday!!
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