Isn't fall just the best? I love this time of year with its crisp mornings, crunchy leaves, spider-webs and bonfire smoke. Every Autumn I just start brimming with excitement at the start of the new school year (even though it's more then ten years since I left school!!!). I'm just so full of enthusiasm for my career and ways to impress my bosses.
I returned to work yesterday after my holiday. As usual I was up at 6 for a spot of meditation and a glass of yummy hot water. (Here's a tip: add a little slice of lemon to your water to give it a real zing, you're welcome!)
I love the opportunity to get my autumn wardrobe out. As always at this time of year I'm channelling Ali McGraw in Love Story. God I love that movie. Think short tartan skirts, coloured tights and cosy sweaters.
It was so cool to get to work and hang with all my BFFs. I raced through my emails - guys can you believe it? I cleared my entire inbox!! - solved some insurmountable problems, fired off some reports and mentored a couple of colleagues. I also managed to get a run in at lunchtime and really pleased my boss by pre-empting his need for a flat white. He was almost crying he was so glad to see me back. There was some muttering about never letting me go on vacation again as apparently the company almost collapsed in my absence. By the end of the day everything was shipshape again.
Got home early and made a really yummy salad of quinoa, avocado and chai seeds. Delish! I was tucked up in bed by 9 30. Since I banned all laptops and phones from my bedroom I just get to sleep so quickly!
Isn't fall just the best?
Woke up on Monday morning feeling slightly sick at the prospect of going back to work. Grey and dismal day. Had porridge and a big dollop of raspberry jam for breakfast. Spent some time trying to decide what to wear to work. Decided that crumpled trousers that had been hanging on back of chair for several weeks would do. Decided not to run for bus and then discovered when I got to bus stop that there would not be another bus for at least ten minutes. Was late for work.
Had several hundred emails to deal with. Failed to deal with 85% of them. Went to briefing from senior management. Discovered that 500 people likely to be made redundant in the near future and if not made redundant those remaining in the organisation would need to be lean and flexible. Slightly regretted eating all those cakes in Spain and Portugal as decidedly not lean at the moment and feeling a bit stiff.
Could not decide whether being made redundant would be a good or bad thing.
Had banana, brown roll and chocolate for lunch.
Spent all afternoon failing to deal with remaining 85% of emails and speculating about who might or might not be made redundant.
Boss did not see or speak to me all day so no opportunity for me to impress him or remind him how indispensable I am.
Went to Sainsbury's after work as urgently needed to buy toilet roll and lentils. Spent small fortune on groceries including 5p for plastic bag - England finally catches up with rest of UK - and hauled it all home. Unpacked groceries and realised had forgotten to buy toilet roll and lentils.
Made pasta a la heart attack for dinner. Ingredients include bacon, cream and cheese but no lentils. Spent two hours trying to upload photographs on to laptop. Failed to go to bed early. Lay in bed sleepless staring into the darkness and wondering what is the point of anything. Finally fell asleep and dreamt that I was getting married to Traybake. Woke up in a cold sweat and instantly felt more cheerful once I realised it was only a dream. Life not so bad after all.