In the words of a cartoon I used to have above my desk- "I try to take one day at a time but lately several days have attacked me at once".
That pretty much sums up the week really.
Everyone I talk to this week is telling me how bad their week has been. It seems the universe is conspiring to make many feel they have received a cosmic arse whooping.
Universe 87 People 0 . Touche Universe. You're the winner.
(Miss Pyjamas sent me a text once with the message "Tooshay Mother, Tooshay"- I laughed so hard . That probably makes me a bad mother for laughing at her spelling. If it makes a difference I didn't laugh in front of her )
I too have unfortunately fallen victim to the arse whooping universe malady. This week has officially been a total shocker. My house looks like a bomb hit it , I still have no laundry, I can't get my sewing machine in for a service until March 9th, I think there is a pac man living inside our bank account, and aspects of work have been very challenging culminating in all sorts of nasty today that I will have to address Monday and will no doubt spend much of the weekend thinking about.
Is all this feeling out of sorts of everyone I know because we only officially have two days of summer left and Autumn will be here Monday? Are planets aligned somewhere over Mercury? Have I completely lost the plot in some sort of group downer? What the heck is going on?
Let's hope the weekend presents some pleasantness. Or I might have to pick up my bat and ball and go home.
The highlight of my week was the rather large glass of wine I poured myself 30 seconds after I got home tonight.
And I really must check to see if I last felt like this four weeks ago ...maybe a pattern is developing ...maybe I have EOMS (End of month Syndrome)