Silly Season

Ok, so it's the 19th day of December and I am torn between panicking because I am not totally organised to host Christmas Day lunch and not giving a fig because the world may end on the 21st. Not that I believe that hooha.

I hope we do all wake up on the 22nd to the world as we know it because I seriously need a holiday! Unfortunately I only get the stat days this year but I will attempt to use them to my best ability.

Merry Christmas & all that

The week that was

It's been a weird week. Started on a high with the joy, excitement & nervousness of a new job (which, by the way is going just fine) and has come to an end on a bit of a low.

The man in my life announced on Tues evening that he had something to tell me but didn't know how "cos you'll get angry, so I'll tell you later" does he not realise that that very statement made me angry?? Oh and just when is later?? it is now Friday and he still hasn't told me but in the meantime I have been working it out in my head..... and that is dangerous!

I'm currently going with the notion that he wants to pull out of going to my work Xmas do (he does this every year, says he wants to go & then pulls out) ppfft! If it is that he now has 2 days to find the manly courage to tell me, as it is fast becoming a tradition of his I would have thought it well practised and easy by now.