Friday, 6 January 2012

A day off.

Everybody needs a duvet day. I must clarify that I haven't called in sick to work, it's my actual day off. I slept for 11 hours. I've washed my face and had some coffee but I'm still in pyjamas. I seriously need to put the box of Cadbury's biscuits away (it's one of those huge tins, not just a packet). I might take down the Christmas tree, it is the 6th Jan after all - apparently it's bad luck to have keep your Christmas decorations up after the 6th. I might do some washing, I mean the basket is full. I might get dressed and meet my mate for a coffee. I might, but I might not. I can do whatever I want. Because it's my day off and it belongs to me. These moments are sacred.

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