Whew, what a busy few days I have had. As I said, it is all winding up now, and I am starting to be able to relax. Apparently, a little too much.
On Friday we had the boss's Christmas lunch. On the balcony, 9 floors up, overlooking the racecourse. Mind, it was windy as all heck, and raining too. But hey, for the sake of a fluffy shaggy dog hair do, it was lovely.
We left the office half an hour late (not my fault, well sort of.) The salt and pepper squid was served after two pm, very nice though. Next course was steak, served around half past three, followed by dessert somewhere around five. The food was great, the company was great (my boss is hilarious when he has had a few under his belt) and apparently the wine was good too. Him had a very good time chatting with the ladies, and I got to kick back and relax for the first time in weeks.
Then, Saturday morning I had breakfast on the beach (almost literally, at a surf club). We had booked ahead, and when we got there we had to stand outside in the wind and rain because a group of about ten cyclists took our spot. After about twenty minutes the ladies managed to squeeze us into a tight corner until the cyclists decided to move on. Very loud they were but we had a great morning, and vowed to bring the newly formed Breakfast Club together again in January.
Jr Her came with me as Him was working, and we went grocery shopping afterward. What fun that was! But Kmart had Christmas stuff for half price so we purchased a couple of little bits and pieces. Then, after cleaning up most of my filing and stuff, after Him got home, we went to the other side of Adelaide for drinks. That was excellent as most of my friends were there. We finished up getting home at half past eleven and poor Him had to go to work again today. Off he goes and I go back to sleep.
Imagine my shock when I looked at the clock next - 9.45am! I have never, in my life, slept that late. Jr Her was still asleep too, but surfaced when she heard me talking to her father. She surprised me further by stripping the sheet from her bed and re-making it without a fight straight away...almost unheard of!
We cycled down to the local shopping centre today too for a bit of exercise. Now, although I have to get into the housework, all I want to do is curl up and go back to bed...must have post traumatic stress....or something...haha. Just lazy maybe...