OMG everything hurts and I still have to look
good and cook and clean at home and go to work because a perfect housewife does
all that.
It is impossible, it is absolutely
impossible. At the moment I’m walking like a duck and walking out of the bed is
like mission impossible, thank god for my lovely Robert who brings me coffee in
bed.
But still this didn’t put me off
my project. I wobbled out from the bed, did my makeup and my hair, took Mr.
Jack for a walk and went to work.
I looked good, after a while my
muscles got warmed up so it wasn’t that painful and I did my 10-6pm work, came
home and made dinner. It was a successful day, thought now while I’m writing I
feel like somebody hit me with a baseball bat.
Tomorrow is a new day and we have
finally reached the publishing date of Grey by E.L. James. I cannot wait to get
my hands on it.
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