Well, what a ridiculous day.
Secondly – BEST finish line face EVAH
I am a day late with my post – by the time I got home last night I couldn’t string a sentence together, let alone write my thoughts coherently. I had no idea just how exhausted I was!
Let’s start with Mental Monday, shall we? I am fully aware it’s Tuesday, but just for a tic, and for alliteration’s sake, it’s Monday. Ok?
Here’s my Mental Monday negative:
I am not going to see Mr The Rake for 12 days.
As much as I laugh at him, I adore him, and not having your best friend around can be tough. Long stretches without him suck. No question.
Instead, I am going to focus on a positive thought:
In 3 weeks, uni will be over. For good. All I have to do is get through.
What’s your Mental Monday (or Tuesday!) moment?
Today I went out for lunch with a friend. Amanda and I went to kindergarten together when we were 4. 20 years later, we can still catch up over lunch and talk about anything.
At 1:30pm I caught the bus home. No drama. Dad was heading home at 4 to take me to the airport, and I was going to do some work.
I jumped off the bus (slowly, ever so slowly) and walked home to find that not one of the ten keys Dad had given me fit in the lock on the front door.
I tried them all again. And again.
Everyone can break into their own house. Fact.
At this house, plan B is to jump a fence and get to the back door (to which I had a key).
These legs were up to NO fence jumping today.
With no-one due home for an hour or so (I had to get to the airport), I made a decision. I walked the two kilometres into Diamond Creek, found myself in front of a tattoo parlour, and walked in.
40 minutes later:
Dad called me to tell him he was on his way to pick me up. He asked where I was, and then asked if I’d been to the gym.
No, I’m at the tattoo parlour, on the corner opposite Shell.
Dad is a calm man, and it was clearly too late to discuss this. His response was perfect:
Immediately followed by
Ok, I’ll be there at 3:20.
He took me home to pack, and as we got out of the car, I handed his faulty keys back. He looked at them for a second, and then put one in the front door.
It opened instantly.
Best impulse decision you’ve ever made?
What’s your Mental Monday Moment?
Have you ever locked yourself out of the house?
The Tattoo has 2 meanings – can you guess them? Answer tomorrow. (Yes, anyone can guess – it’s not a personal one!)