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Fri-YAY and the Chinese

So this week has been absolutely draining. A lot has been going on inside and outside of work and I've had some extra news to deal with. I'm not the kind of person that stops easily but by yesterday all the signs were there. I was exhausted - so exhausted I could barely move and I still am now even though I slept for 11 hours last night. My brain feels like fog and I want to cry about everything.

So instead of my normal exciting Friday night I'm sitting in with a Chinese and watching That Awkward Moment on Netflix. It's surprisingly good for a rom com - I highly recommend watching it if the real world becomes too much for you.


This morning I posted up a pretty personal open letter I wrote last July but never had the balls to post. It's probably best I don't leave it that long to post everything on my blog so I'm going to post two this evening - one about my four days at Lost Village and one about the fun I had with my friends last week.

In case you're wondering what I'm doing with the rest of my weekend I'm going to do yoga tomorrow morning at a taster day for a new studio in Castlefield. Ironically it's meant to be to help me relax but like always I couldn't just try one class so I'm trying four (yes, four hours of yoga!) back to back to see which I like. If you're going to do something you need to do it properly.


I'm also going to be finding a few recipes to use these veggies over the weekend. I got a free box from the Amazon Treasure Truck earlier in the week so I need to get creative! Might try the mindfulness colouring book as well but hopefully I'll be so zen from the yoga I won't need it.

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