I meant for this long weekend to see me complete a barrage of backed up work, a mountain of follow-ups and an absolute avalanche of shorthand. Instead, I have admittedly done some work, but I have mostly spent it moping about, watching endless episodes of things I have been too busy to watch on I player, eating far too much food, and slobbing about on the sofa with my increasingly gorgeous (should I call him) boyfriend.
Anyone with me?
Ok, so this is still me. I haven't been possessed by a lazy romantically minded squirrel, I am still working my little bum off, but I have started to get a little lazy.
Yes I spent all of today with my head in a politics book, trying, without success, to get my head round the weird workings of the government....but I have taken my foot off the pedal. It's cold outside, there is frost on my windows, I haven't had to go to work, and that makes me shockingly lazy. I didn't get up at 5am today, but a ashamedly late half eight, better than Sunday when I didn't get out of bed at all (which was acceptable, you wouldn't have either).
Its just life feels so good right now.
I know I'm getting podgy - I become a squirrel of a weekend (I eat nothing all week and then stuff my face with food all weekend as if I am storing up for the long wintry week ahead) - I need to join the gym. I realised this when my boyfriend (I am just going to call him that) seemed to be looking much more macho this week, and I felt more like a post-Christmas santa clause, not a good look.
SOOOOO come tomorrow I will be cutting back on the carbs, walking everywhere and going to the gym. But life has never been better. I think that I will even hit the Turkish baths in Newcastle City Pool tomorrow before attending the art exhibition I promised to go to - need to refresh my winter skin.