Deflated
Yep, today I was feeling pretty average. Had a productive evening, last night making a roast dinner, which I haven’t done in a while. And making sure David didn’t have anything to do as he was hungover, and that’s never a pleasant thing to witness.
So off I trolleyed to work this morning, lunch made, hair straightened, all jolly. Then I got stuck just as I turn off bury new road behind a stupid bint doing 20mph in rush hour! I was 2mins late to work. Which has been bumbling along. Then I got my lunch break and read the metro, which everyday proceeds to tell me how poor I am, that the country is going to the dogs, and the bank are going to screw me over at some point.
WOW, I did not know that. *Sarcasium added and not optional.
So to put t bluntly, I wish the metro’s journalists would go throw themselves off the nearest bridge. I’m glad I work where I do at the moment, Because at least I can go back to work and be inspired by other crafty people.