Some holiday that was...

This past week i've been off work.  Its been my first break since May of this year and here's a rundown of what happened.

Monday
I cleaned the bathroom and upstairs landing.  It really needed doing.  I'd tried waiting for my mother to do it.  She didn't.  Then I wondered if the fairies might.  Nope.  Did it myself.  After that I decided I was going to bake.  I made a whiskey fruitcake and the fruit sank to the bottom.  I shan't make fruit cake again.

Monday Night, 10:30pm or thereabouts
My throat started to feel a bit sore.  I spent a few minutes with my mouth open staring in the bathroom mirror to see if my tonsils were enlarged or anything.  I wasn't sure either way as I don't know what tonsils look like in a normal state.

Tuesday
I decide to go shopping in London.  Throat is still bad, made worse by my anger at the tube strike, which I didn't think would be that bad.  It was and I totally disagree with the notion of striking but thats another rant for another day.  I found that you aren't meant to chew Nurofen Meltlets, you're meant to let them melt.  I bought make up, cleanser, underwear, not that any of it was really necessary. I was kindly given a lift back from London by a married colleague who everyone thinks I'm screwing that I'm not.  Apparently, this is the price you pay for being a pretty girl who makes friends with the boys - you're the subject of lots of gossip.  Okay, I'll be honest. I've played up to it a bit. So has he, although he actually flirts with everyone.  Sometimes though, its just so easy.  Trust me, if you have a slightly squeamish colleague teasing you about this sort of thing, ask them if their desk is sticky.  If it plays out for you like it did for me, you'll seldom see an office worker move so damn fast!

Wednesday
Sore throat has now transformed into a temperature, headache, general aches and a cold.  I don't get out of bed today.

Thursday
See Wednesday. 

Friday
I made it out of bed.  I went into town.  I bought some Lip and Cheek Stain from The Body Shop.  I watched Annie Hall - twice, once this morning and once this afternoon.  I've become obsessed with learning to bake.  I found out that white chocolate brownies are called blondies.  Makes sense.

Isn't that an exciting way to spend a week off?  5 whole days of precious holiday allowance wasted.  I'd actually rather have been at work ill than at home ill.  I'd rather get paid for it than waste holiday.  Fortunately, I've still got a week in October and a week in November to make up for the lack of lunches, museum/gallery vists and shopping trips.

All I have now is the weekend.  In that time I have more cleaning to do, baking to do and somehow I have to have some sort of fun.  Any suggestions would be welcome...

Comments

[Clare]

Have you baked anything chocolate yet?

[KennethSF]

I recently saw Annie Hall again. So once again, I pondered on the famous quote from the movie: "A relationship is like a shark ... It has to constantly move forward or it dies. And I think what we got on our hands is a dead shark."

Sadly, I just realize I have so many dead sharks floating around me--in the case of my most recent courtship, it's dead on arrival. :-(

[Beth]

Clare - I'm aiming to do some white chocolate and raspberry brownies (or blondies!) at some point before I go back to work on Monday. It all depends when I can be bothered to go to the shops.

KennethSF - Woody Allen, for me, is possibly the most quotable filmmaker on the planet and I don't think many express the neuroses associated with relationships as well as he does. As for the dead sharks, we all have them. I think its seasonal, one minute you're surrounded by dead sharks and the next they're circling you with a taste for blood - in a good way! I'm sure things will brighten up soon!