Chocolate anyone ?

Wanna know how bad my day was yesterday ? really you do ? great ! cause I'm ready to spill it.

First I wake up as per usual, well not as per usual because I woke up at 7.00am instead of 5.30am which meant I didn't get to go for my jog. But that's okay because I can go for my jog after work instead right .. no not right. I get rush and get ready plug in the iron to iron my work shirt, and bam, the electricity blows. I really should be thankful, it was a safety thing, there was actually water on the iron wire, so really my life was saved .. yay ! So I just decide to wear my unironed shirt to work, like anyone cares anyways.

So off I go and get in my car to go to work .. turn the key .. no go .. turn the key again .. no go again .. my car is busted ! great .. and its 7.40am and I start work at 8am .. grrr .. Luckily I live with my brother who can give me a lift to work, well after he drops off his daughters to school that is. But that's all cool, I decide I will walk home from work, it's a lovely 13k walk, I do it twice a week anyways. So I take my gear (which I had ready because I was going to golf lessons after work anyways). I end up getting to work about 20mins late .. but it's okay ! The boss is on holidays the other boss is sick and the other jerk doesn't start until 9.00am ..woo noone will know ;-)

So I happily work away .. work work work .. have a few heated discussions with vendors who are looking for payments for bills we have paid months prior, it's just their illustrious accounts receivables sections have misallocated funds, so I have to go through reconciliations on their accounts for them to work out their messes .... hard working until 4pm yikers ! I gotta go .. I need to get to my golf lesson pronto .. So I quickly change, well I thought quickly. I didn't leave the office until 4.15pm. Only 15 mins to get to Bill the Golf Pro. I think I can walk that easily .. At 4.30pm enroute I call Bill and let him know I'm going to be another 10mins. I'm late !!!

Finally I get to my golf lesson. It's fun ! I am learning to swing that golf thing really really well .. OH Bill told me it's a CLUB a golf CLUB, because I asked him. The swing is great ! the connecting the club to the ball not so great, but hey he reckons we'll be on a 9 hole golf course in 4 weeks ... hah ! So as I'm swinging away .. I faint .. ahem .. yeah you heard me .. I FAINTED TRYING TO HIT A GOLF BALL. holy heck I have never been so embarassed in all my life except for that one time that I will not ever divulge ever. So Bill gets me water and his next lesson a lovely older lady comes and gives me a lecture on how I need to drink water and asks how much water I have had that day .. and when I indicate nothing and Bill indicates that I had just walked to my lesson, she starts to lecture me on being dehydrated and drinking more water again .. and proceeds to stand in front of me as I gulp down some water, I personally think she wants me to drown. So my golf lesson continues after about 20mins of rest .. that game really takes it outta ya doesn't it.

Then there's the dilemma of me having to walk home. Another 1.5 hours. I am all for it! I love walking .. Bill and the kind old lady who likes to lecture are not so keen. She insists that she will drive me home, as does Bill. Straight away what my mum always taught me about stranger danger comes into effect .. DON'T GET IN THE CAR ! So I politely refuse their offers of help. The kinds lady who likes to lecture finally leaves and Bill goes to his next lesson but tells me I have to wait for him to take me home. As he is at his next client I hastily call my brother and ask him to pick me up (well it is dark too, did I mention that). I yell out to Bill my brother is picking me and proceed to walk part way home, to make it easier for my brother, I'm good like that. I get at least 3 offers from kindly gentlemen as I walk along the darkest street with no street lights or pathway, for a lift home. I respectfully decline their offers and retreat to the other side of the street from whence they are driving .. Because that would make it harder for them to get out of their cars and ambush me you know. Anyways after about 10mins of walking my brother arrives and takes me home. Yay for baby brothers.

When I get home my sisters husband turns up to jump start my car, yeah it was only the battery. Then my mate calls to confirm the movies for tomorrow night. As soon as he says hello his phone goes dead. I try ringing a couple of times but it goes straight to his message bank. And I haven't heard from him since, I wanna see Hairspray !!! grrr ...

So I do the only thing I can do after a horrid day .. go to bed .. Well after I fold the 2 loads of washing that are dumped on it.

I want chocolate..