Should a person really be excited that it's Friday? I can't remember the last time I was excited by the thought of it being Friday but I really was, and I don't even have anything planned for the weekend.
The week itself hasn't been too bad. Each day passed at a moderate pace, I've been running out for coffee around 11am every morning for a liquid lunch, which is a costly and flexi-time consuming habit which I'm trying to break. While each day didn't drag, I haven't felt myself for over a week now.
It took me until Wednesday night to work it out, I finally realised that I have summer to autumn jet leg. I feel tired, cold, a bit like I'm getting a cold, my body is stiff and I'm desperately wishing I could take to my bed and hibernate for the next 3 months. Autumn, and of course,Winter, will not be over in 3 months but, I think it's the week after Christmas... the nights will once again begin draw out again. I'll get over it, I'm just going to need time to adjust again... probably around 3 months... until the nights start to draw out.
So, one day this week, after a particularly bad hair day, I decided to enlist the assistance of some of the many hair defying products in my bathroom, to smooth out the frizz and restore some of my dignity. A few spritzes later and extra blow drying time than the norm with the big round brush, (we're probably talking an extra 3 minutes,) and I got three compliments and at least that in double-takes. Damn it, that means I need to spend 3 minutes longer... more often. By the way, every time I use the word "compliment," I need to double check the spelling. Compliment is an expression of praise were as "complement," means something is completed like a good wine together with a fabulous meal, or Tom Cruise's character with Renee Zellweger's character in Jerry Maguire ... just in case you were wondering. I swear I'll commit this to memory before I die.
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