So i had a lovely and relatively calm weekend and a great week before hand (how can you not when you get lavished with presents and cake?) but for some unknown reason i would dearly like to punch something or perhaps someone today … and no I'm not pregnant Dad!!! This being his go to question when myself, my sister and on one bizarre occasion my brother inexplicably have heightened emotions (in Dads book emotions are best expressed quietly with minimum fuss and preferably out of his sight and ear shot) that require him to peer out from behind his news paper in order to demand instant silence.
Maybe it's the Monday Blues, or maybe i'm not trying hard enough to suppress my latent inner 'hellfire' (this is a quote from some movie that my sister constantly quotes but i unfortunately can't remember the name of). this sunken mood isn't being helped by the continuously rubbish weather and the fact that i can not stop painting f-ing fish! AAAAARRRGGHHH!!!!
On the upside I got to speak to a guy who sounded exactly like an automated answering message, however he insured me that he is in fact a real person. His voice just made me chuckle :)