It’s only Tuesday but this week I’ve already seen a rainbow, negotiated a 10 % rise in my salary, managed to confuse a young boy (my specialty), get mad at my stomach (you need to stop eating bread, you silly girl) and harass my own bum (pilates is a lot harder than it looks).
By the end of tonight I will also have finished an assignment for uni.
The great thing about this week is that Friday is off. And since I’m an intelligent creature I decided to work from 5 am to 3.30 pm on Thursday, I kid you not. These kinds of days should always take place right before a holiday, the pure of euphoria over the upcoming day(s) off gives you all the energy you’ll need to survive the day.