Monday: Drove to the station, got the train, the tube, went to Sainsbury’s, walked to the office, then realised my jacket was inside out.
Wednesday: Got lost on the way to work (the office I’d been at for a few years)
Thursday, got part way through a very small mint imperial I’d found languishing at the bottom of my bag (I was desperate, ok?) before I realised I was sucking on an ibuprofen.
I think I need to go on holiday before I do something properly daft…. Luckily I am. In less than 12 hours! See you soon lovely people :o)