Managed a day and a half of work, before I head off for an hour’s massage and a half hour facial.
Bliss.
Came home to … wait, what is wrong?? I can’t hear crying from two houses down. Oh, my god – he’s killed them this time!! There is always crying when I come home from a massage. Something has seriously gone wrong.
Oh, right – hahaha – they’re not home.
Phew – panicked for a minute there.
Had a lovely warm bath to wash off the oils and settled in for the evening ….
