Imagine working for the...

...Internal Revenue Service. I'm sorry...but that would have to be one of the more boring jobs one might choose.

After an exceedingly productive day (...5 days until LIFT OFF...) I spent the latter part of my day here. I watched them process peoples tax enquiries, and attempt to seem interested whilst doing it.

This morning, I awoke to a cool chat with God, followed by a chilled breakfast at Pacific Coffee with Gabby (why ARE their sausage rolls so darn good...?) then I hung at The Vine, completely unsociable, my face practically INSIDE my mac like Little Miss Psycho and punched out the final 27 report cards (aka death cards)...WOO HOO. Praise the Lord! Somebody pop the champagne!! I then caught up with Derek (aka Dezza Mazza)...during which time we reminisced about my earlier "Vine days" where I maaaaay have been a little on the weirder side:)

It was a good day. And I love Mexican food. Dinnered at "I Caraumba" in SoHo with my ex-flatmate Julie:) It's 5 mins from my house, and do you think we ever went there?!

God is funny. Just when I look at my day and think "there is NO WAY I can get this done" and get myself into a fluster and a fit of crazy, psycho anxiety, it ALL works out:)

So 4 more days to go...and yup - I am making the most of every last GLORIOUS second:) Bring on the catch ups, chats, crazy times, dinners.

Catch up, shopping, catch up, double catch up tomorrow...

Yup yup. Peace.

Stir it up.

Boxy
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