How strange - this morning I woke up feeling all depressed and like nothing had changed, as if it should FEEL different because it's a new year! It didn't last too long, though I did feel a bit groggy when I made the change at Finchley Road because I think I'd dropped off. And I think I had toothpaste at the corners of my mouth because I didn't check in the mirror in my rush, but when I licked my lips they tasted all pepperminty. Doh! I can just imagine what the woman sitting opposite me thought!! (of course, this is just speculation, and maybe I looked perfectly fine, it's just my mind in overdrive).
We had a very quiet New Year, just me and Claire. We shared a few beers. Well, one at a time, but we had about 3 over the weekend. We are SOOOO hardcore. And my "half" was usually diluted with lemonade anyway. We had a nice dinner and nibbles and Claire forced me to stay up past midnight, because at one point I was ready for my bed. I'm glad I stayed awake though, because we enjoyed Jools Holland on TV and then switched over to watch the fabulous fireworks on the Thames.
Yesterday I decided I was going to rearrange my bedroom (something to do to welcome the New Year in). I finally got round to it at about 9pm because we were busy vegging out and watching the Miami Ink day on the Discovery Channel. Inspired by this, Claire drew a swirly "tattoo" on my foot and decreed that we have to go and get tattoos done together when she is 18! I must admit I've been thinking about getting one for so long, I don't know if I'll ever actually do it. I would really like to though so watch this space. It has to have meaning and I think it has to be for a certain occasion or time of my life.... we shall see.
Another quiet day in the office. My boss is back on Thursday, so it will change then. I'm making the most of it!
