Well, I started the week all cheery and happy as it was a short one but it's had it's challenges. The weather for one, -4 some mornings which I know isn't terrible but let me tell you, it's not good with my circulation. Even with the scarf that B bought me which has gel packs that you heat up in a microwave and slot into the neck and each end...(which you can tuck into your waistband... don't ask,) you still arrive at work with fingers unable to work anything intricate until the circulation is restored. This takes around 10 minutes of sitting in the heated lobby when I arrive in the building.
I've been on different duties this week and so the work has been beyond mind numbing, still... I am employed, which is what pays the bills... almost.
So, it was a short week for me this week, which is what kept me going. On Thursday, I breezed into work, expecting an easy, breezy day as it was, after all, my Friday, but my computer was dead. Whoever had been on the evening shift the night before had killed it and so I had to re-locate, fumigate the desk and keyboard etc, not a great start. I'm being unkind, the night shift person may not have killed it, the way our systems are, it may have committed suicide.
I went to the, "just out of the office" Starbucks at 11am for a, "cheer me up," because stomach is bad too at present, and it was a disaster. Took twice as long to get as a trainee was on, (I know they have to learn and I don't mean to be horrible,) then when I got back to work, it was no more a cappuccino than I am Muhammad Ali. So disappointing.
Anyway, the day perked up when my computer crashed and I had to call the help desk. The "helper," sounded a little impatient at first but after 2 minutes, proclaimed that he could talk to me all day. We continued to chat which I believe is still called having a conversation but my colleagues were insinuating, while I was still on the phone, that I was flirting. I swear I wasn't but while they were sounding out things like; "GSOH," I was trying not to get distracted. Anyway, an hour later, computer was fixed.
I got a good eight hours sleep last night but still woke early this morning, pretty close to my normal time. I wasted much of the early hours Google-ing things I'd been meaning to Google all week, reading and eating breakfast before I jogged for an hour. Yes... an hour. I cajoled myself into it after 30 minutes, 10 minutes at a time, as I don't like odd numbers. I did pretty well and even though the last 10 were tough, I was quite proud of myself, it's been a while since I did an hour in one go.
So, I'd asked J if she wanted to go out on Friday as she's had a rough few weeks and I was off today. She said she'd like to go to town... where I work, which I usually avoid like the plague but she offered to drive and I really didn't mind. I can't remember the last time I had a leisurely shop there, I usually can't wait to get away from the place.
Anyway, J drove as promised, and when we got there, we headed for... yep...Starbucks. No sooner had I spotted an "old" manager I knew then I turned to see two "old" customers that I hadn't seen for a couple of years! It was like a Starbucks reunion! Cathy, the Manager was co-managing while waiting for her new store to be ready to open and my old co-customers didn't usually go there so Julie, decided this was serendipity at it's best. I can't argue with that. It was such a lovely start to the day. Not only would I have not gone there by choice, but I got to see old, familiar and lovely faces while I was there, it really made my day.
So, it was just icy cold, my body was fine in my new coat but I felt like I didn't have jeans on, the cold wind just blew right through my legs to the bone.
J and I wandered around the shops until noon then headed for Wagamama's. You know what I had; miso soup, (left the pickles,) a few of J's edamame beams with garlic and chili salt and we both had yaki soba, oh and I had pinot grigio blush as I wasn't driving, for once. All was delicious and our James Morrison lookalike waiter was quite the flirt. As we settled the bill, he told me that he and I would get on well if we went out for lunch as he liked to have wine with lunch too. J was convinced this was flirtation. Was it? What is going on? Do I have a sign over my head saying; "flirt with me?" I blame the full moon.
For the last few days, I have been seriously missing a female friend to go shopping with... even window shopping would do, and in particular... I'm missing you. I know I shouldn't say this out loud as you're probably not only missing a female friend to shop with but somewhere decent to shop at. I don't care chick, when I win the lotto... we'll meet in Sydney and put things right ;)
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