30th December

I watched the final instalment of Great Expectations today, I had forgotten the story and it was so good!  I know... shame on me.

I took myself off to the Trafford Centre this morning, I wanted my Shape magazine, which I can only get from there, and new ear buds for my iPod as both ears are broken.  No magazine but I did get ear buds and two pairs of trousers for work, from Gap, they fit lovely and were 9.99 each, should have been 40.00.  I'm totally stocked up with work pants now and the latest purchases should keep me going for at least a year, if not longer, depending on how they wash.

So, I didn't take my journal with me as decided it was too much to carry, then on the way there, I regretted not having it with me, still, I did take; "Eat, Pray, Love," guess what today was in the book?  It was 30th December and Liz has just touched down in India.  What are the odds that I'd be reading that chapter today... on the 30th December?  I know, approximately 365 to 1, not sure they are actual odds from a bookie, but I don't know how they work.

My Sat Nav, which is not too far away from me as I need to connect it to my laptop for an update... has just turned it's self on.  Sean, my Sat Nav voice, (he's Irish and has very soothing tones, particularly when I'm lost,) has just told me to; "turn around when possible."  This is only odd because I can't usually get a signal at home, not even on my driveway, so how does he know that I'm lost?

It's official, I'm sick of eating rubbish.  I still have holiday food left over, but I can't get through it and it'll be given away.  I feel enormous and in desperate need of a salad and a run. 

It has rained all day today and everywhere looks wet and miserable, so glad I'm still off work.