And this is what I did:
I cleaned things. Even if they didn’t want to be fucking cleaned.
I started couch to 5k and I didn’t die.
{but fuck my head hurts from being slapped in the back of it by my arse}
I made a lot of lists of things to do.
I forgot about said lists until typing that sentence above.
I oiled my rusty legalese and requested and extension to my leave that was granted cause I pretty much gave them no option.
Because the idiots taught me how to write like that.
My brain then oozed out my left nostril cause I was exhausted by the big word things and stuff.
I drove to the home of Kath and Kim and had a lovely lunch with Marita and Amanda.
I drove home in the dark after nearly stroking out in the middle of walking to the supermarket to buy tampons thinking I had left the car unlocked. MOTY’s CAR. And Marita had to practically carry me across the carpark to see it was still there. After promising to never speak of it. Oops.
I now most definitely know that I shall never ever under no circumstances other than complete emergency or late night Maccas run if MPS is not home EVER drive in the dark again cause that shit is dangerous when you have no depth perception.
Or night vision.
Or are on the verge of a panic attack anyway and there are a dozen Krispy Kremes in the backseat that unbeknownst to you at the time you would only get one cause Boo would wake in the middle of the night and EAT THEM ALL LITTLE FUCKING BASTARD!!!!!*
* I can call him a bastard cause technically he is a bastard seeing his father got me knocked up before he married me and all. And also because he is a bastard for eating all the donuts.
The stress of it all brought on an ocular migraine preventing me from seeing the majority of the Muppets movie but the reviews tell me it was good. The half screen I saw and MPS’s gaffaws indicate the accuracy of said reviews.
I celebrated my week off by posting a celebratory post about not being dead. HUZZAH!
I planned on doing a lot of things but most of the time I just stared off into space.
And cleaned.
And it was good.
But I missed you.
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Missed you too…
Can’t believe Boo ate all the doughnuts. Well, I can, but wow, I can only stomach one, he ate almost a whole box?!
Not dead is excellent. We at the internetz approve highly of not dead.
PS Do rewatch the Muppet movie – with all the 80s humor it was just as much for parents as for kids…
So glad you got your extension.
Shit go Boo eating all the Krispy Kreme’s. That a beheadable offense here.
You have reminded me that really, I don’t need my licence at all. Fuck driving and all that responsiblity shit.
I said you should just demand the extra time off- nyah nyah nyah [as the little critters on before ABC News say when they’re not compelled to Mabo us all]. Thank goodness the boss saw the sense in letting you return when your brain had mended properly! WooT! As for the donuts- I hate them! You could totally leave them in the back seat of my car any time!!
I still say the car has been imbued with MOTY personality and was messing with you on purpose.
I watched Muppets twice on the weekend. It is brilliant
love ya kell x
Love you
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Donuts – last time I ate one I ended up in hospital. So Boo took that danger for you, cheers for such bravery. ;-p
Good luck on the couch to 5k. Exercise has this wonderful side benefit called endorphins. I lurve my endorphins.
i am technically not here, cos i am studying really hard. lol. I missed youse. I also made a brownie in your honour and tagged you on fb … it has walnutzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz in ert. miam. huzzah to not dying… I am an advocate of not dying… it rulz. dead peeps dont eat brownays.
OMG I hadn’t thought about KK since last time you mentioned them!
Frig me I could go one right now *drool*
I guess we shall add the donuts to the whole Universe being an arse thing then?
You’re a list maker too?
I’m taking some time off work soon and already I’m making lists of things to do, but in reality I’ll probably sleep in, nap on the couch, go to bed early and eat too much. I may or may not get a little exercise.
So glad you got you extended leave, now you have more time to get in an extra supply of KK’s.
Looks like you achieved a load of important stuff though. If I took a week off blogging (and I do.. regularly) I would achieve high scores in Solitaire Blitz and the world record in tea drinkage. Good on you! x PS Jealous of those Krispy Kremes. x
We missed you more…glad you’re enjoying that stray life you found… and depth perception and night vision are myths. xxx
Welcome Back, it was lonely without you. 🙂
Missed you…glad you wrote stuff that impressed the work people..glad you met up with friends…and glad you are baaaaack. And not flooded (in the rain sense)
By the way Boo…not good to eat 11 Krispy Kremes..
Love you K xx
C25K! I got through the first week without dying, and then I fell off my bike and banged up my coccyx, and now I can’t walk. Gah.
I was going to comment on your post, but MAGPIE’s comment leaves me wondering if she’d like me to kiss it and make it better. :0
Welcome back! It wasn’t exactly lonely here with out you…. but it wasn’t right either!
Yay! Welcome back!!
Well thank fuck. To the not-dying. To the being back. To the extension of leave. Not thank fuck to the couch to 5K thing, ‘cos frankly you are making me feel like a sloth. And to the eater of KK donuts. Those bad boys are delicicious. That glaze. oh my fucking lord that glaze. I’m a lister and a procrastinator – so i spend my day rewriting my list, as I haven’t been arsed to do the things on the fucking list. So glad you’re back.
I missed you too. And perhaps Boo eating the donuts was a good thing, because they may have made the migraine worse? The sweet little bastard!
Welcome back 🙂 You know, I’ll probably go to hell for saying it, but Krispy Kremes aren’t that good. Give me a cinnamon, or pink iced doughnut, from the local bakery ANY day. Boo did you a favour.
I’m at the start of week 3 of c25k. As I’m sure you’re now aware the first run of every new week is hell on earth but don’t give up, because the second run makes you a little high on the endorphins AND the sense of achievement. Plus then you can eat a doughnut without feeling quite so bad about it 😉