Feeling loved
The last week of work was a pretty mad one. I was frantically applying for jobs, tying off loose ends in my current role, as well as training up the most useless replacement ever (she asked me how to use Outlook. OUTLOOK!!!) which meant my morale was pretty low and I wasn't the happiest of bunnies. We had an awesome weekend away planned which I was very much needing/looking forward to, but it got cancelled last minute which did nothing to boost my mood. I had a leaving do on Thursday evening which was fun - I don't think I paid for a drink all night and ended up very drunk and spewing into a bucket by my bed having been chugging champagne, beer, cocktails and shots. Oops. I blame peer pressure. Shanyn told me that he had found something I might like to do on Saturday evening, and to keep it free - refusing to tell me what it was or give me any clues. Given that he had previously surprised his girlfriend Franzi with tickets to a pop up Shakespeare play and had made a HUG