Dear Gosh, this was the worst day ever. Trying to catch up after a week’s worth of doing a special time-sensitive project while also covering my normal jobs, plus an escalating series of new demands left me standing in the lift with a tea trolley and sobbing. It was awful.
Tonight demands a good, solid cuppa. This is cozy and good, with malt and raisins and good. Very good. I feel better.
I’m sorry you had such a rough day. Hope things get better at work.
Oh no, so sorry to hear that. I hope tomorrow is much better for you.
Thanks, lovelies! It’s amazing what a few restorative cuppas and a day out among beloved friends can do to lift the spirits. I feel positively renewed. :)