My Favourite Part of the Day
You know when you’re feeling like ‘it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month or even your yeaaarrrr...’ (best theme song EVER!) and you just let out a big old sigh of content when all the shit is over. Yeahhh. That’s what I’m going on about.
I try not to moan to much in my posts (or in real life) but when I do, I like to try and put a positive spin on things. I’m sure there’s enough doom and gloom without me putting my ten pence in all the time. So here I am highlighting the good again. (See previous post here!) Because there can never be too much love and hugs and all that vom.
So here are a few times when I just think to myself, ahhhh this is the best part of my day…
Whether its the exact moment you un-ping your bra, slip on your fave tee or tie up your dressing gown. Being completely cosy and content is the best part of the day.
End of the week/shift
The anticipation of the clock changing at 16:59 on a Friday afternoon or even the end of a night shift at 8am. The relief is real.
When it’s 5 o’clock somewhere?
Midweek catchup with the girls. The Prosecco is being poured. As soon as the bubbles hit my lips I just can’t help but reply with a commercial worthy aaaah. YES PLEASE.
When you feel like a baller for all of five minutes and have a little dream of what to spend your money on… (cue direct debits to shatter this illusion - </3)
Finally, my ultimate fave…
Coming home from work.
Lisa is a godsend. She always has dinner ready, exceptionally tasting and sometimes she will even wait on me hand and foot. (lol soz I’m such a diva) you are SUCH a good Mumma.
Shout out to the parents. You guys are pretty cool.
So, thats about all I can muster up at the moment! But as always, its nice to keep it short and sweet!
Anyone else got any to add?
Have a little comment. I dare ya.