Rain, more rain and power cuts...

is what I've had today. Some contractors who were digging up the road had cut through the power cables outside my office so one side of the street had no power. We had no computers, no phones an emergency lighting for most of the day but of course my bloody boss wouldn't let me leave, even though I could have done more work from home where at least I have internet.

Oh well, It's not like we could really do anything.

It's also been pouring with rain for much of the afternoon, but I'm feeling surprisingly positive.

It's nearly the weekend and I am now sitting at home trying out my new Barry M nail effects crackle glaze and having a lovely glass of wine.

Rain is always better watched from the inside!

A little update

Hmmm, it's been a long, long time so thought I'd do a quick update.

Work - Is still rubbish but I'm applying for jobs again. Thinking about retraining properly and might do

some evening volunteering (if I am not too knackered). I have been taking it less seriously so it's not getting to me as much and hopefully I will get something new soon.

Lovelife - Also probably a bit rubbish. G and I were trying to be friends but he's such a knob and feels the need to put me down to show off to his friends, so I am taking a break from seeing him at all. I thought he was such a nice man when we were together, but now I realise he was just as abusive as some of the others, just a lot more subtle about it. He really messes with my confidence and I so dont' need that!

Also realised I have been "seeing" the FB for a year and a half since G and I split and he makes me feel happier without promising me anything.

Sometimes I wish there was someone for me, but then at others I quite like not having anyone around to annoy me or put me down. Would take a really special man to convince me that I'm not better off single with all the crap boyfriends I've had.

London - Still loving it (and like all true Londoners probably hating it in almost equal measure), even though I've thought about moving to other places a lot this year as life has been so crappy, but I just don't think I could do it. As Dr Johnson once said "when a man (or woman in my case) is tired of London, he is tired of life."

Well I have been doing ok

except I don't seem to have the time, or money for half the things I want to do.

I have been really, really tired as I haven't been sleeping well (work stress mainly) so today I was naughty and called in sick. I slept for 5 extra hours so I must have needed the rest.

Have rejoined my old gym which was much better and am already going much more often. Have also been going to Zumba, although I am going to miss it tonight as I am officially ill.

Diet didn't really need much change except for less takeaway, which I have been doing. I cook most of the time so I just have to try to keep it up at weekends, which is usually my downfall.

Anyway, seems to be working, I ordered some new jeans and when they arrived they were actually too big! Bit pissed off as I wanted the jeans, but it's nice to find out you're a smaller size than you thought!

And so another year passes

and nothing has changed.

So.... I have decided I have to do something about it. The only person who can change my life is me. I will take small steps but I have decided to make some changes. Starting with sorting out my diet and fitness. New regime starts tomorow (my official start of the new year and return to work day).

Wish me luck!

Feeling a bit better this week

have been off work and been very lazy but it has been fun. Not much to report, am going to spend this evening pampering and painting my nails with my new funky yellow nail polish.





I want to be a lady of leisure!

Gah, gah and triple gah

This is going to be a bit of rant, so feel free to ignore.

I am sooo sick of all this.
I am ill again. I am still poor. Work has gotten shitty. I am still single and all the bitchy haters at work who don't even deserve it bleat on about their lovely boyfriends.

And just gah!!!!!!!

And I know that there's a recession on, and I should be grateful to have a job and all of those things. So why can't I feel it. I actually think I was happier being unemployed, and god knows I was miserable then.

I just dread going in there every day, I dread Mondays because it means another week of it. I end up staying up as late as possible to make the time that I don't have to be there feel longer. I can't sleep anyway and when I do I actually dream about the place.

I'm off all next week (have 2 weeks of holiday to take before the end of December ) maybe I will try to come up with a plan of action. I just know I have to get away, I can't cope with this.

Right, now that was a proper hiatus

But I am back! The year is going ok so far, am just back from Paris where I ate, drank and shopped far too much! But had a great time!! Not going to weigh myself until I have been to the gym at least a few times but don't care right now.

No actual man at the moment but having a couple of flings, and lovely flatmate has a great bloke, so at least one of us is managing a good relationship!

Hello to anyone who's managed to stick with me for this long. Hope to see more of you ;)