Feeling optimistic

Easter weekend’s been and gone.

Friday was a lazy hazy day. Dave and I ordered takeaway, watched films, I read, he played games. It was wonderful.

Saturday morning, I met two lovely humans I haven’t seen in too long in London for brunch. It wasn’t as posh as it sounds though. Sorry to ruin the magic, but we ordered greasy fried breakfast in Wetherspoons at a train station, caught up, people watched and ended the morning at the Krispy Kreme donut stand.

Dave then came to join me in London for the afternoon and we wondered around being tourists until the wind and the cold drained us of all our energy. At that point we refuelled on snacks, got the train back to Watford, ate at Wagamammas and then came home to collapse. It having been our first ever visit to Wagamammas, we are both now big fans of Japanese food.

Dave and I went over to my grandparents on Sunday, where we had a beautiful lunch and a lovely day.

Monday was a house sorting, cleaning up, doing laundry kind of day and I must say we aced it. By the end of the morning the place was spic and span. Good job too, because my parents popped by with my brother in the afternoon.

Now we’ve bags of chocolate to make our way through and I’ve got just a couple of weeks to make the most of my freedom. (Because now I know I have a job on the horizon, it feels like freedom as opposed to just unemployment.) I promised more information on the new job and I’m changing my mind. I’ve decided to keep this blog and my boring 9-5 professional life separate for now. But I can tell you that the prospect of it has got me feeling all world is my oyster-y and oh so optimistic.