When you have to kiss goodbye to romance and place it with endless of ironing, cleaning and washing up… When those candlelit dinners become a far-fetched and unrealistic indulgence… you know you have entered a new phase of domestic relationship.
My chest and shoulders are hurting from body pump last night, I really did push myself… Couple of gym instructors joined the class too last night, it amused me seeing the spinning instructor struggled with bicep and squat tracks, haha that should get him back for being so nasty to us at spinning, and Mike will be pleased to know that he’s not the only one who get all wobbly doing squats.
I’m so glad it’s Friday, even a 4 days week seems too long when you don’t have much to do, the day just drags…
Looks like we are move to nice Clapham Common pretty soon. It will be a new big office with shower facility installed, our boss even thinking of getting us gym membership at Holmes’ place next door.
We are hoping to have our x’mas lunch at Chez Bruce nearby this year (top London restaurant of the year - the Ivy has dropped to 2nd place)
But the journey up to Clapham would be hell for me - two trains plus one tube!!
There’s a debate on Capital FM today, should it be:
can’t be arsed?
or
can’t be asked?
I always thought it’s arsed?!
First day of September today so officially summer is over and the day is already getting shorter… oh welcome the dark gloomy winter!
Next door neighbour have just announced their new arrival - a baby girl named Amberly, unusual name I thought…. oh welcome years of sleepless night (our walls are wafer thin!!)
One thing that makes me chuckle today though…We just had a conversation about birthday & age, it’s good to be reminded that I am still the youngest in the office… those old miserable foggies *chuckle* *chuckle*
