The weekend is an hour away and it couldn’t feel further!!! I am tired, I have a big weekend on, so hopefully Surf won’t call up tonight and say “I have bailed on the party (we were both supposed to be at) come over and play!”
Mr Africa is still away, and to be a little bit honest I think his absence has been responsible for my increasing inability to concentrate on the job at hand… I have had the single least productive 3 days this term!!! Gah… Of course, that’s combined with a list of tasks I find singularly uninspiring… which isn’t helpful… Please keep it on the quiet that the private contracts are feeling a lot more interesting these days than the real job stuff…
The weekend promises an engagement party … I am so hopeless at being sociable. Less so in the last year than ever before but I wonder sometimes if I am now more true to myself than in the past. I have bailed on Tez’s 30th this evening because a) his new girlfriend will be there b) too many strangers, c) it’s another opportunity I don’t want to miss to work on the private jobs.
No wonder I’m a tragic spinster… I don’t go out!!!
I don’t think there’s anything too tragic about being a spinster. The real tragedy is lying beside a big snoring man who doesn’t pick up his dirty socks!
Oh… and I didn’t get any work done this evening…
Has something to do with crawling down the bottom of a bottle of Koonunga Hill…
Methinks tomorrow will come complete with headache…
Totally worth it too..
Just checking in on your headache?
We’re off to a leaving-to-go-back-to-the-UK party at a trendy bar on the waterfront tonight (instead our usual Sat night of watching Antiques Roadshow and eating pizza)- pop over and join us ;)
I’m with you on the party thing too! I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t like them!
I’m a tragic whatever-the-male-term-for-spinster-is. then too. I frequently say "No" when I need me-time.
We shall need to form a club! ;-)
well yes, you do go out … unfortunately it just seems to be with other tragic spinsters!