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Is it wine o' clock yet?

It's been a pretty long, uneventful day. One with not too many lowlights (gotta be grateful for that) but not many highlights either. I like days that would be coloured hot pink, but today was definitely one of the beige ones... ya know, kinda indescript.

If my day could be summed up in a scorecard it'd go a little something like this:
  • Got up later than I should have – didn't get my ever-expanding butt to gym = minus 1
  • Managed to forego the coffee for a cup of green tea = plus 1
  • Ate a bowl – way bigger than the recommended portion size – of Jungle Oats BFast (which is Pronutro for the wheat-intolerant) in the bath with bubbles and was far too lazy to shave my legs = minus 1
  • Put on a serious working girl pencil skirt and heels only to change 2 minutes later into my ever-faithful grey skinny jeans and a black v-neck = minus 2 (purely for lack of imagination)
  • Got to work just in time to spend ten minutes chatting with 'M', one of my best friends, while she got her her coloured by my fab stylist = plus 1 (you can never invest too much time in a friendship)
  • Actually got quite a bit of paperwork done, invoiced a few clients (ie. made some money) and followed up some exciting diamond leads which 'fingers, toes, legs and all other appendages crossed' will hopefully result in a sale or two = plus 2 (for productivity)
  • Being so productive built up quite an appetite so I met a fabulously fresh and oh-so-coiffed 'M' for lunch at a trendy little eatery two steps from the gallery = zero (my healthy green tea kinda got cancelled out by the not so healthy melanzane and Itallian cheese panini – toasted to perfection, by the way)
  • BORING. BORING. BORING. Did I mention boring? afternoon at the gallery. No customers, no sales, nothing to do but thoroughly explore new uploads to FB = minus 1 (sheer lack of productivity)

Grand total of this riveting (apologies for shockingly poor quality of this post) summary of my day?

Zero

Which, I'm sure you'll agree is a far cry from hot pink!

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