11am No teaching today, so I can do whatever I like. And what I like is sleep.
11:30am Out of bed after a lie in and making coffee. Almost throw a tantrum when I find out there is no milk, which doesn’t make any sense because I like black coffee. I also can’t blame this tantrum on a caffeine addiction because I’ve only been drinking chicory/decaf for the past month. I’m just a spoilt brat.
11:40am There is a pot of double cream left over from making the cheesecake, though.
11:42am Googling ‘Can you put double cream in coffee’.
11:44am Google says yes, and we all know that Google is always correct. Here we go lads.
12pm That isn’t bad, you know. Why have I never used cream in coffee before…?
2pm Sending flowers to a friend. Spend 45 minutes referring myself via different email addresses and creating new accounts on Bloom and Wild so that I can get £10 off my ‘first’ order, but they must be onto me because I can’t make the referral codes work. End up just paying full price, but feel grumpy about it, like the capitalist system has won. Try to remind myself that I am doing a nice thing for a friend and that not everything is about capitalism (even though it is).
8pm Best friend comes for a cheeseboard and a sleepover (don’t have a go at me, we’ve adopted her into out household so put down your torches and pitchforks, it’s necessary).
11pm Boyfriend returns from work and we play the After Eight game which I’ve never played and is hilarious.
12pm Boyfriend goes to bed and we stay up watching Too Hot To Handle which is so awful, it’s gone past awful and back to good again and yeah you bet I’m going to watch the entire thing.
2am Bed. Tipsy. Teaching in the morning. Urgh.