Thursday, I was in work at 8am. By 2pm, I was fantasising about my bath, and figured maybe I should break out another Enchanter, so I would smell of sexy oranges all day today. I had an end point in my head for Thursday. A place I wanted to get to before I finished. 7:30pm … Continue reading Honey
So I binned out a networking event I was supposed to go to, in favour of a takeaway, and a second bath. I hate networking events, they are largely inaccessible to me. Whatever the set up is, they always involve being able to move easily around the room, while making polite conversation, and having to … Continue reading One Day. Two Baths.
Last night, I went to Ghostbusters instead of having a bath. Ghostbusters was ACE and just what I needed, as was the Elderflower Prosecco spritz thing I drank, and the chocolate coated honeycomb. And the gossip. I'd taken my shoes off in the cinema, and when I went to put them back on again, my … Continue reading Who You Gonna Call?
I came home. I had been away for three nights, and four days. I had a bath, but I am too tired to write about it, really. I used up a Fox in the Flowers I picked up from Lush Kitchen a few months ago, which smelt of freshly cut meadows when I collected the … Continue reading Flowers
I have moved hotels. I have moved cities, actually. I am exhausted. I am stressed. I knew this would happen. I brought a Guardian of the Forest bath bomb with me, it is like bathing in a forest, it sometimes works. But I somehow knew the bath I have this evening would be quick and dirty, … Continue reading Hotel
Then I went to bed. And I was lying in bed, thinking how, actually, the post-bath smell of The Enchanter is a bit like a citrusy, Christmassy hug, especially when you're wrapped under a duvet. Then my phone made that whooshing noise it makes when an email comes in, and it turned out to be … Continue reading Bananas