Friday, February 27, 2009

Urg


Well some weeks are better than others i guess, this was rotten and i am glad to be nearly at the end of it. I was on a real high from the Boudoir trip to Quaglino's in London on 20th, a fab art deco restaurant in St James.


As ever, Jodie and the girls were brilliant and i really cherish those times but increasingly i get tired when out late and last friday was no different. By the time i awoke in my hotel on the saturday morning i felt awful, like i'd run the marathon and had nothing left. It was all i could do to drag myself outta bed and check out!


The rest of the week saw those familiar symptoms creeping up on me again and by Monday I was was bedbound again. It's now friday and i'm still wearing the duvet lol but that's another 4 days off work that i took as annual leave so as not to cause problems with my attendance.


So worst holiday ever? Perhaps, time to catch up on back episodes of Futurama and 24? You bet.


MS is a bitch,

Having no milk when you need coffee, now that really sucks!