Tattoos were killer today. Getting tattooed when tired always seems to make it worse.
Almost home though, think tonight is most definitely going to be a Supernatural marathon accompanied by Rubicon and sketching. Voila.
Today has been mental, complete opposite of yesterday.
Basically got told I’ve got a permanent job at work, my team leader says she thinks I’m one of the strongest in the team and I’ve been given a region to cover on my own whereas everyone else is in pairs. I’ve only been there 4 weeks.
Haven’t stopped since about half 6 this morning, up in 5 hours again to repeat.
One of the guys in the office asked me to draw him up something so did a quick 20 minute sketch for him.
Already planned out my weekend and what I’m doing almost by the hour, can’t wait for the end of work tomorrow knowing I can be with Dan and possibly have a moment to breathe.
Oh and it’s now 10 days till my first thigh session, so keen.
Out in the EK for the first time in a while with a few other guys.
I do love where I work, but my lord I have missed talking about cars, hearing engine talk etc. :3
Already had a couple of people ask me at work to do drawings for them.
And had another couple of people ask me over Facebook this week.
It’s really good but I just have no time and it’s annoying.
Getting ahead in my job though, being given loads of things and responsibility which is a good sign l guess.
Ended up pub and car chilling with the guys, was rather nice. Came home at a sensible time, tea and CSI before hopefully a decent sleep.
After making Daniel listen to Taylor Swift to an unbearable limit, we’re now going through all the classics imagining owning muscles cars, me dressing up in perfect attire and rolling around the place.
HAPPY MOMENT.
Today at work, I finally got given smaller trousers that actually fit me after weeks of clinging to them with safety pins and pulling them up every 10 seconds so the grandads don’t see my arse..
Been wearing them not even 20 minutes, admittedly around my large arse they were snug.. Sophie trips me up and I slide on the floor to make a nice little hole in the bum. It’s not even noticeable but now I’m all hatin’ on myself and feel horrible.
Attempting present wrapping, ceeb with Christmas so much.
Dan left his shirt so favouring prancing around in the that drinking green tea watching NCIS.
