As I sit here the rain is giving it everything outside, just got home from work in time tonight, came upstairs to check my email & all of a sudden the heavens opened. It was like hurricane season, the wind was ferociously trying to uproot everything around us as the monsoon(ish) rain soaked everything in sight. Angel came in just as the rain started so was safely hidden away before the thunder & lightning started but poor Bailey was still out. It took a while of calling him but once there was a slight let up in the rain he came running back, so he's now indoors where its warm & dry.
I am an asthmatic & suffer with hayfever, so when the season's change I normally get coughs & colds, I was surprised not to have suffered this year so far as we have had some very changeable weather...you guessed it, this weekend I got a cold. It makes my job so much fun - just imagine spending all day calling customers, trying to explain to them why their package is stuck in customs whilst sneezing, coughing & with a throat that feels like you're trying to swallow a handful of gravel...nice. Still Nic does look after me ( most of the time ), tonight she had a nice jacket spud waiting for me when I got in, yummy with lots of cheese n beans. Hells Kitchen USA is on later but I may have to tape it because I really do feel the need to be pathetic & curl up in bed early (yes, I know man flu & all that, but hey I am feeling like crap so if you want to kick me when I'm down go ahead ). I am reading Tim Allen's 'don't stand too close to a naked man' at the moment, he's very funny & the humour is so honest, I challenge you not to laugh. I don't want to spoil the book for others so you're just going to have check it out yourselves.
I spent my earlier years partying heavily & think I've got it all out of my system, these days I'd rather spent the nights with a good book in front of my coal fire ( okay so its a gas fire pretending to be a coal fire but its good enough for me ). Don't get me wrong I still enjoy the occassional night out but would rather have a quiet drink in a friendly local than spend the night in some loud bar where you can't talk to each other because the music's so loud ( god I sound like an old fart ). I finished reading 'the hard way' by Lee Child last week, if anyone's interested i have put it on ebay, my ebay id is horsf30, there are 4 days leftso plenty of time for you to check it out ( shameless plug for my ebay stuff I know but what the hell, its my journal ).
Work was a pain again today, the boss was eyeballing me and my friend chatting. Both of us work very hard so I don't think they've got any right to complain. Later my team leader told us to be careful cos the boss was watching again so we should look busy, we were both on a break so nothing they could do. I must admit to being my own worst enemy at times, if I know the boss is watching I will make sure my work is of an equal or higher quality & quantity to others but make a point of chatting more, this is guaranteed to drive the boss mad but if my work doesn't suffer then they haven't got much they can say. I think the boss is watching more because my friend and i are probably the 2 most vocal about the injustice of the recent target changes.
Before I go I want to ask you all if you have come across Phoenix's journal, if so does she give you all abuse like she does with me? Check out her comments on here a few days back about me doing the washing up, then nip over to her journal & check out todays entry ( there's a link on my 'other blogs' section at the side of this page ). It's a good job I know she's only kidding ( or is she? ).
Right I'm off to have a shower and then an early night. Good night & sweet dreams to you all... Vamp x
3 comments:
Sorry to hear you are feeling poorly.
To cheer you up I might put in an order for the Marigolds for you, either that or a new scouring pad!!
love Phoenix
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Lol lol lol. . .at Phoenix. Funny how we all strart morphing in to "old farts"and start to like nights in with a good book. I do too! There again I am an old fart lol.
We should start an 'old farts' club, we can sit with our cosy slippers and a nice cup of cocoa and talk about our books :o) He he, I know what you mean though, I was out at least four nights a week, pubbing and clubbing in my late teens/early twenties/mid twenties, and I had a fab time. Now I sit in my cuddle chair and read and wouldn't change that for the world!
Hope you feel loads better soon.
Sara x
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