The word of my week is:
Or rather lack of. This week is the joy that is payday. Praise the Lord. Hip hip hooray! Tra la la laaaaaa. Jazz hands and so on. So it means I get to do my monthly journey into the city centre to do a bit of shopping with the boy whilst the girl is at preschool.
I was rabid. Rabid to buy some. Wait for it...new slippers. Oh hell yeah. Slippers! The glamour. Now I'm part time I'm skint but every month I enjoy treating myself. And this month it was slippers. Does anyone else get through like a pair every six weeks or do I walk like a crazy heavy footed wilderbeast?
So glamour. The lack of glamour. The lack of buying snazzy new things. The lack of having tres expensive clothes and knick knacks. But you know what? I'm happy with my new slippers. Oh and I splashed out on a candle. Try not to be jeal.