Well I have finally washed last night’s vomit flecks out of my hair and am suffering from the first hangover of my life.
I’m classy like that.
A work do with too few people and too much free wine is not a good combination at all.
Secrets were told, bitching was had and cries were cried.
And I may have to leave my job out of sheer shame.
Think Bridget Jones singing I Can’t Live on top of a table at the Christmas Party level of shame.
Thankfully, I’m now packing for my flight to Paris, so hopefully the shame will have disappeared by the time I get back and I can continue to pay the rent.
I’ll be gone til Friday, but fear not, because I am leaving you in the capable hands of some of my favourite bloggers!
Be nice to them!!!
Talk soon guys!