An end to another Monday

Tuesday

An end to another Monday

The weekend was like a congeries of weird and irrelevant nonsense, that somehow make sense i my already jumbled up mess. Last week ended with me talking to a colleague about her depression and later followed through with a scary ghost story over drinks at a nearby pub. This leads to 4 grown women had to go to the bathroom together due to much uneasiness and chills down our back. I rushed home like  a horny men chasing his next tail, and got home to change and rush out for my best bud's birthday. The nite ended with me texting randomly, and falling to deep sleep.
The weekend was filled with unexplained dreams. I stayed indoor last weekend, except for the shopping day out with mommy dearest and my beloved auntie. My favourite pastime ...put to good use.. and my credit card stayed away from any actions.
It ended up with yours truly teaching mommmy on the existence of LaSenza, which she absolutely loved the strapless although it cost more than her normal in a pile bra's, taught her to wear wedges and my auntie heels, and later some caramel frap coffee base with whip cream and me testing out the new GBC from mickey dees.
Oh yeah.. before I move on, back to dreams.. i dreamt.. I gave birth to twins. And they were... adorable?
And the next day I dreamt about my ex. Which just weirded me out. But I'll take this two dreams and give up the early morning anxiety attack I had this morning. Like clockwork 4.30am, 5.30 am.. i woke up gasping for air.. panicking on what I have not finished up yet.
Today.. was like any other Monday's. Painful. Problematic. Pissy me. I wish I was some kind of Antaean employee.. that nothing would tire me out, and make me restless.. But eh... best quote of the day : IDIOTS ARE BORN EVERYDAY.