It's my day off.

My day's off are usually spent chiling out, doing nothing.
Today that is not an option. I've already done some washing and its only 12:20! What happened to the good days where i never got up before 12?
Suppose the benefit nowadays is that the day is not wasted in bed....usually with a hangover.
If someone said to me 6 months ago "You'll have a job where you have to wake up at 5 in the morning and work 6 days a week" i would have turned around and laughed in their face.
Who's laughing now? i'm sure not.
That isn't ment in a miserable, depressing way. I'm perfectly happy.
Why wouldn't i be happy? I have the BEST friends ever, i have a job (ok it's not the best job ever but it's better than not having one) and i have a great family (selected members only.....Ok..my mum)
It's all smiles and cheers for me right now.
Plus its 30 days till Reading.
How could i not be happy?!?



Love.