Up: my Nespresso order FINALLY arrived.
Down: opened Nespresso order – realised had Inadvertently ordered 100 decaffeinated capsules. Who drinks that? I stood staring forlornly at it like one of the penguins in that sad penguin film where the egg dies and the mummy and daddy penguin have a big long sad and look all forlornly at each other.
Up: Good hair day. Very pleasing.
Down: New bra proving tricksy. Boobs everywhere.
Up: Post work nana nap.
Down: Post work nana nap interrupted by unreasonable small crabbit dog being a shithouse and yelping at imaginary noises eg pin dropping in Annan.
Down down deeper and down*: You know those scenarios where somebody says “under no circumstances should you do blah blah blah” and you immediately go and do blah blah blah? I’ve done a blah blah blah. Oh it’s a trifling thing really but I just needed to ‘fess it. I’ll beat myself up for it for days. I’ve taken to my bed for a few hours of self-loathing before Great British Sewing Bee comes on.
* Status Quo are playing at Palmerston Park in June. Other bands are available.
PS – just remembered the sad film was called March of the Penguins.
PPS – just realised the fonts are all skew whiff (?) in this post.