Apologise for the sudden disappearance from blogging over the last few days.
Friday I managed to have a bout of energy and did fuckloads of organising.
I dusted and polished. I cleaned the en-suite. I vacuumed - twice.
I reorganised my chest of drawers.
I sorted through my jewellery box, threw out 14 odd/broken earrings and repierced my right cartlidge.
I rearranged my desk, removed the middle shelf.
I put all my pictures up on the walls.
I transferred the toy collection into the box that fits under the bed - and discovered a lifetime's supply of lube and batteries.
Saturday my joints decided to tell me I'd done far too much and screamed at me.
Yesterday I went round my mum's, took her shopping, went swimming and cut some lengths of cut-off carpet to make some rugs.
Today is my first day at my new job.
It's a temp job, long-term sick cover, until the end of the year.
Back doing purchase ledger, which is a major yay because that's what I do, but also making me brick myself because it's been over a year since I've done any.
It's at a company called QMP based in Stourbridge - so it's a bit of a commute out there every day but I've got a route that DOESN'T involve the fucking M6 so \o/
I've got a doctors appointment at 11 - company are aware of this so for my first day I literally have to get there ASAP after the appointment. Tomorrow I'll find out my actual hours.
*bites nails*
Wish me luck?!