That also means it's only a week till Le Boyfriend is back home (a weekend, incidentally, that includes three birthday parties).
Managed to get out of bed in the dark again to go to pilates at six. Second time this week. Yay me.
Finally finished that dreadful road safety article I was moaning about all day yesterday to anyone who would listen.
Had a massage this morning and had some of my knots worked out.
In an hour we'll be leaving the office to have high tea at the Mount Nelson. Can't wait. All the pots of tea and teeny tiny sandwiches and pastries and cupcakes my heart desires, and all footed by the company. Which somehow makes it sweeter, really.
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