remember, remember the 7th november.....

This morning i had to get up at 8 o'clock or stupid o'clock as my work chum Jade would call it, the reason for getting up at this ugly time in the morning was for work. I wore my new pufball dress which quote mum "people won't think you're fat, puffballs are supposed to do that", sadly I wasn't wearing a puffball, jkes i was really,how embarasing would that've been? lots of people liked though, i did look pretty fit tbf, mmmhmm...

Work went quickly before lunch, lots of lovely customers, I do love it when I get customers who ask for my help and then dither and mmm and ummm, and basically didn't need my help. i ran up and down the stairs 20 billion times, literally, i counted and eveything, the reason for this, there were alot of customers and not enough pens, we draw straws and I got the equivalent of the emily (for anybody who doesn't know, funsize, or shorter then the rest of us anyway, 4" less than me to be precise) consequently, everytime i cut fabric i had to take my customer to the counter rather than give them a note, hence the stair running.

I was too busy running up and up the stairs, or words to that affect, to notice it was lunch and ate lunch at 5 past 2, which did in fact make the rest of the day go quicker. After lunch it seemed impossible for me to remember the date to write on the reciepts, the 7th of noviembre, yeah i speak spanish, mmmhmm...

on the way back to the car , all of ten meters, spending all day measuring stuff has given me a freakishly strange ability to work out distance, i was soaked to the bone, even my umbrella didn't work, sigh.

when i walked into my house the smell hit me, not round the face up the nose, it stunk of my least favourite smell in the world, ok maybe no the worst but it was pretty bad, an open fire!!! Thats what we have central heating for and radiators don't make your clothes smell like smokey bacon..... open fires are nice at christmas when the whole families there because its a bit of a cliche, and i like those, but not when you have to see people who don't understand and think i've been smoking, sigh.

right i'm off chumios because as i would love to jabber on all night, i have run out to things to talk about and it would go some thing like this, on laptop, its good, txting, love it, doing teeth, yum tooth paste, going to bed, mmm sleep..... etc

now you'll have to go and find something else to do, gutted

Tamsin xx