Weird Week

Remember last Sunday I told you I'd had some dodgy pizza and was not feeling my best?  Turned out I had falsely accused said pizza and while the late night pesto pizza probably didn't help the situation, I realised that I had actually overdosed on evening primrose oil supplements.  Can I just take a moment to advise you not to do that?

So, I had a late night... for me, on Sunday but felt surprisingly sprightly by morning, something I wasn't expecting as I hate Mondays and always feel like death.  Every Monday, I set off to work with shoulder bag, 2 litre bottle of water in another bag and my "lunch" bag which contains woolly hat and umbrella, as you would expect in summer, x2 mugs which have had a trip home since Friday for a good scrub and my coffee.  I left around 10 minutes later than usual but still got a decent parking space so, still okay.  I walked at my usual "power walk" speed for the 10 minute hike to the office and discovered 9 minutes in that I had forgotten my lunch bag.  Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't be bothered to hike back to the car for the bag but we keep getting flyer's left under our wipers from the police to warn against leaving anything on show in the car as people keep getting their windows smashed.  So... 10 minutes later and now hot and a little bit sweaty, I'm back at the car but the bag is apparently still on the dining room table.

Monday evening I was shattered, (must have been the extra walking.)  Went to bed extra early and fell straight to sleep.  Woke in a lather of sweat and checked my alarm clock.  It was 9.15.  It was cloudy but light, was it 9.15a.m. or p.m.?  I dashed to the kitchen but still no clue.  Somehow deduced that there was no way in the world I'd sleep until 9.15 a.m. and took myself back to bed.

I am always awake before my alarm goes off... or I was until Tuesday.  Not only did I sleep right through but my alarm failed to go off!  I had to whizz around like a lunatic to get ready on time, I much prefer to slowly come around to consciousness and have a leisurely breakfast but at least I actually remembered the lunch bag today.

Wednesday was, "try to avoid the pigeon" day, they do seem to love the very early mornings.  The drive to work was punctuated with kamikaze pigeons littering the roads.  I've decided that they are the dumbest birds on the planet, either that or they all have a death wish.  If it wasn't for a serious amount of avoidance on my part, at least 5 pigeons would not have made it home to their families on that day.

Thursday was thankfully, relatively uneventful and I'm happily off today... Friday.

I'm not even going to tell you about the weird dreams I've been having.

I contemplated phoning you this morning around 2am as I lay there wide awake.  I couldn't decide if you may be having a siesta with the house to yourself, so in the end, I decided against it.  Been thinking of you all week though so I hope you've been getting the vibes!

I abandoned trying to fall back to sleep and got up around 4am for lots of coffee followed by a 40 minute jog followed by Tracy Anderson B &T webisode.  I didn't feel too bad to begin with but by the time I'd done that, put washing in, showered and had breakfast, I started to feel significantly sleep deprived.  Manged to rouse myself to do some ironing before I left for here.

I was looking forward to getting stuck into pouring my week out to you but one of the girls came over to check on my coffee as she'd given me the wrong one, (it was fine,) then she proceeded to spend a good few minutes telling me her recent life history, (the past 9 years.)  I suppose it's nice that relative strangers like to confide in me!  Anyway, I put a positive spin on as much as I could and wrote two website addresses she should check out on a napkin for her.

I'm supposed to be taking J to Manchester for another trip to the bead shop.  I'm looking forward to getting my imagination going and my designers hat on... if I can stay awake.