It’s 8.49 pm and I’ve just got in from a killer 13 hour shift :(
Tomorrow I have to be at work extra early because the lesson was rearranged to accomodate the speech contest (thanks to whose endless rehearsals I am now losing my voice). I feel generally a bit shitty and under the weather and I really should ring Diachi and arrange to see him this weekend but you know what? I am going to bed. I will wake up, get through Thursday and Friday and spend the entire weekend all by myself, because I haven’t done that in weeks and weeks and weeks.
I will go to the hairdressers, I will eat a nice lunch by myself in a nice restaurant, I will buy a nice blank book in which to store the soup recipes I have decided to collect, I will buy a cream cake and maybe even some fancy cheese and crackers, I will come home and have a face mask, listen to my audiobook whilst knitting, eat my cream cake, eat my crackers and cheese, admire myself in the mirror, go to be in my best silk nightie, and sleep right through. Alone.

Aahhhhh.