what a week

This past week has not treated me well. None of it has been life-changing, but in the midst of it I really do feel like the universe did not want things to go right for me. PMT probably played a part, but that doesn't make it any better; in fact, it probably makes being unable to catch a single bus on time all week even worse. Other contributing, but not mitigating, factors include: overwhelming heat, the tail-end of the year, and pre-birthday malaise.

Here is the week epitomised:

My two and half year old purse broke. I subsequently lost my lunch card, some coins, and nearly lost my keys.

I bought a new purse on Saturday, only to find out that it was £6 cheaper online, minus travelling pain and costs. Sunday and Monday weren't much better.

Still, I need to resolutely STOP feeling sorry for myself. So I should factor in the 10% student discount I received, and the postage costs if I had ordered the purse online, and then see that my purchase actually worked out 5 pence CHEAPER than the online option (which you can find here). And I have a fabulous purse, which not only doesn't have a broken zip; it has surplus zips!


Yes, I have had a bad week, but the next week is going to be fabulous. This time next week it will be my birthday! And there will be joy, and presents, and cake.

(to make my next week even better, vote for me here!)