Solitude Standing

Been feeling rather nondescript this week.

Nothing serious, but in need of some 'time out'. Things at work have been a bit of a rollercoaster, with a disciplinary hearing/staff member leaving/ 'will they, won't they replace them' situation. We have a large backlog of work anyway, and those lovely people at the HealthCare Commission have been breathing down our necks (and rightly so, to be frank!).

Oh, Phil has been suffering from my hormones. Lots of them.

I am hoping to feel all shiny and smiley and happy on Saturday though, as I am going to a 12 hour crop! They are raising money for Breast Cancer, and we are doing some sort of painty-thingy workshop which should be lots of messy fun. If I actually get myself organised and pack some stash and photos I shall doubtless enjoy the day even more!

Oh, and we're supposed to wear pink too.

Now, I don't 'do' pink. At all. So on Saturday the girls and I, and my lovely friend Angela went shopping,. Yeuch. Hate shopping. However,on this occasion I had some success. Having bought a pink Breast Cancer care T-shirt, I then happened upon some slippers. Well, I'm not sure I could describe them and do them justice. Angela's face was one of abject horror when she saw them: she didn't really think I was actually going to pay money for them! But, being the would-be rebel, I just had to have them.

Once the crop has been and gone,and they have been revealed in all their glory, I shall post a picture of them. Heck I might even do a Scrapbook Layout. Suffice it to say that they aren't traditional slippers, but I absolutely love them to bits.