I woke up this morning, on what the Social Networking world called the most depressing day of the year.
The first thing I thought was, I need to delete the Daily Mail app from my iPhone. No good can come from reading “stories” on how smoking during pregnancy can make your baby gay.
Nope, there is no amount of Kardashian news that will lure me in to that DM life. I put my phone aside and started to get ready for what could possibly have been the best day of my life.
Work started, work continued, until 11:45. 11:45 and JH happened. She brought in the best cookies I have ever tasted in my life. I can’t tell you how inappropriate it was for me to be moaning during the morning meeting but they were just so delicious that I had 3 before 12!
Cherry & Almond cookies?! Say what!? I would never have thought that combination existed, but IT DID! It was so delicious!
“Oh my god these are so good!”
“These taste like they’re from Marks & Spencers!|
NO – I love me some Marks’, but this was better than the baker in best flagship M&S store in the whole of the United Kingdom. Those are some bold statements but I will stick by them.
JH, I liked you before, but I love you now.
So after 3 cookies, Mangos from Tango and a cup of Earl Grey from one of the Half Baked lot, I was ready to finish the day.
But it was only 3pm. Oh Okaaaaaayyyy. I suppose I could fit being fabulous in between work?
The time runs away from me, the clock strikes 5:30, the reports that I’ve written up are sent and I prep myself for a trip to Westfield. I think the least I deserve is a few bath bombs from Lush for what may not have been the best day of my life, but it was definitely one of the best Monday’s at work I’ve had!
I prop my pillows up in bed and place my yellow Macbook on my lap and start tapping out my life story. Let me just quickly, check DM to see what this Serial Killer selfie story is about.
Oh, I said I would delete the app didn’t I…Maybe tomorrow…Hashtag guilty pleasure (I can’t find the symbol on the keyboard yet..)
x Kisses x