Today, I am mostly organising my life via post it notes. My desk is covered in little yellow sticky bits of paper covered in mad scribbles and doodles that make perfect sense to me but to anyone else, looks like the ramblings of a mad woman and to be honest that’s pretty much what I was this weekend….a rambling mad woman.

Honestly, I spent all weekend in my pyjamas crying! It’s kind of funny when you think about it. Friday night I was crying over the baby rabbit, Saturday I had a mad crying fit because I was homesick and Sunday I watched Phenomenon, I tell ya, don’t even attempt to watch that film if you are feeling hormonal or even slightly sensitive. It’s awful, he is so lovely and then he is sick and then he is in love and then he goes and dies!
At one point on Sunday afternoon I looked in the mirror and gave myself a fright. I was in my pj’s (hey, it was Sunday ok) and I had mad cavewoman hair and mascara streaked down my cheeks, I honestly did look like I was on the run from the men in the white coats.

Hubby thinks I have finally lost it, he spent all weekend laughing at me and eventually when all the tears and hormones and general crazy mad woman behaviour got to much for him he went out to dig up the garden and wash the car and I swear I could hear him laughing to himself out there too.

Come to think of it, maybe I should act like a psycho more often, I might get more down around the place. Our garage needs cleaning out. I might need to fake a breakdown for that one.

Anyway, I am feeling slightly more sane today and came to work this morning raring to go and ready to face the world and it’s all descended into chaos.

I can’t even see my desk because of the dumb ass post its and my stupid phone won’t stop ringing. Do these people not know its Monday morning? Is there not an unwritten rule somewhere that says you don’t do any work on a Monday morning or Friday afternoon or is that just me?
Get with the program folks!

I am going home for Easter. Its school holidays and I have booked a week of work so have decided to venture up North. To say I am excited would be an understatement.

Look out Stornoway, here I come!