I’m sooo happy today.
Perhaps it’s Friday.
Perhaps the day has been busy but easy-relaxing.
Perhaps I’m finishing work soon. Less than two hours to go!
Perhaps I get to see TOH and spend another wonderful weekend with him.
Perhaps I finally get to see GB and his garden. I miss them both so much!
Perhaps I had made donations for my colleagues fundraising events. And I’m hoping to go to Suzanne’s zip slide across the Clyde next week. I know sounds so weird like I’m speaking about myself in third person.
When I communicate with her its like: Hi Suzanne, Suzanne here... blablabla... or Suzanne, blablabla... Regards, Suzanne.
Anyways... hopefully the timing is right so I can go support Suzanne and then hang about the area and then go see Bon Jovi concert. I still need to get tix for that.
Perhaps I spoke to a friend whom I have not spoken to for ages and it was really good to catch up.
Perhaps I’m planning ahead for our next holidays.
Perhaps I finally made the call to the driving school.
Perhaps I was chatting to Donald about gardening this weekend.
Perhaps I was talking to George about hiking/hillwalking, concerts and Glastonbury.
Perhaps I had a little dose of eye candy today.
Perhaps I had a little rant with the girls and then we gushed at Pete’s wedding pics and grilled him about his overseas wedding. Okay, so that’s where his/her/their family are from, Northern Ireland.
Perhaps I know it’s going to be a fantastic weekend even though it might be cold.
Perhaps I’m looking forward to the long hours on the bus where I can read Memoirs without distractions.
For whatever reason(s), it’s been a while since I feel so happy.
Why can’t everyday be like this?
Perhaps it’s Friday.
Perhaps the day has been busy but easy-relaxing.
Perhaps I’m finishing work soon. Less than two hours to go!
Perhaps I get to see TOH and spend another wonderful weekend with him.
Perhaps I finally get to see GB and his garden. I miss them both so much!
Perhaps I had made donations for my colleagues fundraising events. And I’m hoping to go to Suzanne’s zip slide across the Clyde next week. I know sounds so weird like I’m speaking about myself in third person.
When I communicate with her its like: Hi Suzanne, Suzanne here... blablabla... or Suzanne, blablabla... Regards, Suzanne.
Anyways... hopefully the timing is right so I can go support Suzanne and then hang about the area and then go see Bon Jovi concert. I still need to get tix for that.
Perhaps I spoke to a friend whom I have not spoken to for ages and it was really good to catch up.
Perhaps I’m planning ahead for our next holidays.
Perhaps I finally made the call to the driving school.
Perhaps I was chatting to Donald about gardening this weekend.
Perhaps I was talking to George about hiking/hillwalking, concerts and Glastonbury.
Perhaps I had a little dose of eye candy today.
Perhaps I had a little rant with the girls and then we gushed at Pete’s wedding pics and grilled him about his overseas wedding. Okay, so that’s where his/her/their family are from, Northern Ireland.
Perhaps I know it’s going to be a fantastic weekend even though it might be cold.
Perhaps I’m looking forward to the long hours on the bus where I can read Memoirs without distractions.
For whatever reason(s), it’s been a while since I feel so happy.
Why can’t everyday be like this?
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