Wed Nes Day

Right....... first of all, David said if he catches me doing that "blowging" again, there will be Murders. I'm shaking in my boots.
It's okay for these loonies to sit round for hours, talking about bush tucker trials, Coronation Street, Footie fixtutes and knocking one off! but if i post, the company will fold.

Saying that...... big trouble at the work place, a certain company seems to be reneging on a huge deal as they can't get the funding to "job" the gear out to us.
If it goes tits up, we are fucked!

This week is SO dragging.......wanted to blob work today, but couldn't think of an excuse.
Am aching all over from my 4 hr decorating stint last night.
It does look ream though, am v.pleased with myself......if i hadn't have had to match the pattern up, it would have been done quicker. So 6.20pm..........till 10.20pm was taken up, stripping (not me, the wallpaper) pasting, aligning and admiring the wallpaper and staircase.

Sam phoned while i was in the bath washing paste out of my hair and from up my arms.
Called her back at 11pm, chatted for 1/2hr.....hope to fuck we can all get there through the snow blizzard on Friday (anyhow I've been a tight cow and washed my old ballgown and bolero jacket, i will look like 2nd hand Rose.........boo hoo).

Had a bite to eat, then set to trimming all the edges with a Stanley knife, didn't get to bed till 1am..again.

Am so tired today, David is foul........understandably! and some cunt has pranged my car.....i presume in the White Rose yesterday lunchtime. Oh me!