Ever had one of those days when you just know it's going to go from bad to worse? Pretty weary this morning after a long but very productive day at Worthing positively hurtling through page design with Kerry, followed by a double class of pilates and yoga, followed by a catch-up with an old friend followed by (finally) something to eat literally at the gallop followed by a long phone call with daughter .... you know the sort of thing, suddenly it's incredibly late and you really need to get some sleep after being up since 5.30am.
Then the neighbouring cats decide tonight is the night to meet up and practice group singing and fighting, and when you do eventually drop off, it's to the weirdest dreams, you sleep through the alarm, rush off to work all of a lather, one of the main reasons being to collect a cd of precious images left on my desk by our chief snapper. Well, the box is here, the printout of lovely images is here - but no cd in box! Which means I can't progress any of the design work started with Kes yesterday.
On top of that, I am driving down to Somerset after work tonight for my Mum's Significant Birthday Party on Saturday, largely so I can be 'available' from the crack of dawn Friday to be her slave for the day (in the nicest possible sense, I hasten to add) - and the forecast for the West Country this weekend is lashing rain. And it's a Garden Party.
And I've just discovered the milk in the work fridge is well and truly past its sell by.... I'm going back to bed.
Sarah