Along with one of my less normal friends I have started having a little coffee morning down the street. Today we drank a pot of tea between us which in context isn’t totally us as we are confirmed coffee pots. We also tasted the world’s worst carrot cake.
I’m starting to enjoy our regular chats. It’s almost a shame that she goes back into full time work in September.
There are times when I wish I could go back to the office full time again, then I get practical. Childcare is tough enough for just one day a week in the school holidays.
We’ve already decided to move these chats to an evening setting.
For some reason I am sat thinking over what I look like. What would be different if I was a barbie type. Usually it isn’t something that on a whole worries me. I’ve always been fairly happy in my own skin. I’ve never wanted to look like anyone else, but today for some reason I do. I don’t who I want to look like but I’m fed up of looking like me.
Today’s Activities: doing French tips on my nails.
BeeBee x
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