Today I’m feeling pretty sorry for myself. I’m moving house and waiting to start a new job so life is a little tense at the moment. Yesterday I spent the day packing my flat into boxes (or the bin) while my lovely mum tried to match up all my odd socks…. In typical me style I’ve woken up this morning with no voice and been awake since 5am thanks to an over active brain and some seagulls having a party. I’m working til 9pm tonight and generally feel full of woe!
So here is what I’d rather be doing (images all from we heart it)
Building a blanket fort
Spending all day in my PJs (hell if I looked like this girl in them I’d go to work in them)
Watching some feel good films
Having tomato soup and a cheese toastie for lunch
Having marshmallows, hot chocolate and pic and mix sweets.
Followed by a bubble bath
Then mac and cheese for dinner!
The cheese and sugar theme may explain why I don’t look so good in my pyjamas! But there you have in, instant comfort in a few easy steps….I’m hoping James will recreate that blanket fort for me on Sunday…..
What’s your cure for feeling sorry for yourself?
Is mac and cheese the cure for all ills?