I totally failed on my goals over the weekend – no blogs and no writing since Thursday. But, on Friday I did type up some of Italian Infatuation that needed to be done. Small consolation. I’m disappointed, but kind of, nearly, ok about it. Saturday I worked then went straight out. Sunday I got over my hangover, helped my boyfriend move then went to bed.
I planned to make up for the writing today – 1,000 words, but been pre occupied at work so not got round to it. I may at home tonight, but I’m supposed to be going to a friend’s for dinner, if I don’t I’m supposed to be making chocolate truffles. What excellent excuses.
I have somehow managed a lot of reading though – I nearly missed my stop on the tube AGAIN this morning cause time flew by so fast and I was so ingrossed my book.
I’ve just found a book I like the sound of about santa and his sexy young sons. I think I may buy. You can get it online, so should help with the boredom of the office over the next few days. I know, I know – I should use it to write! We’ll see.
Right, I’m going to go do a little writing – even 10 minutes is better than nothing!