Day 22 and 23 Payday is upon me!

Hello dear readers, I apologise for a couple of days of absence. I had in fact taken out my laptop in order to update  you all with the happenings of the week but alas I passed out at 8.30pm only waking up when my housemate got home at 10.00pm. Day 22 and Day 23 have presented me with two rather interesting challenges firstly it is my friend, the lovely Laura's birthday tomorrow. An exciting yet undramatic event you may think. However I need to buy her a gift, and Laura, just like myself really loves pretty things, in fact she has somewhat of a penchant for nautically themed items. Think anchors on chains, striped tops and red ribboned bracelets. I too love to pay homage to the traditional dress of the high seas and was considering (aloud) making an addition to her lovely collection of memorabilia.

Shockingly a group of my colleagues suggested that this was in fact a breach of the terms of my blog and that in fact I should apply the rules of purchasing not only to myself but also to my entire purchasing behaviour for the year. It was even suggested that were I to buy a wardrobe based gift then it would be no different to an ex smoker spending time breathing deeply in the smoking area of a pub garden. I felt this to be a little strong as an analogy but nevertheless have been left in a quandary as to what to do. The birthday looms and yet I have not made a purchase. Tomorrow morning I will have to fix the problem and make a decision. Whilst I don't want to break the rules of my blog even indirectly, I am not convinced I signed up for a complete abstinence. It's almost too horrid to consider that I may not even be able to buy wardrobe items for other people. I have yet to make a decision as to how to proceed but this conundrum is giving me a stress headache

Day 22: a day with clients made ever so difficult by a challenge to the rules of the game.

Day 23: It's payday and a day of working with kids from the Ideas Foundation, that calls for a practical attire.

So yesterday was a day of hard work, some lovely young people from the Ideas Foundation  came to work to learn about our industry and to help us with some work that we have been doing. Largely therefore I was distracted from the date....it was payday. Now I am not actually the sort of individual to dash out and spend all of my pennies in one ill thought through disaster the day I get paid, however knowing that I couldn't even buy one little pretty thing to reward myself for working hard was most displeasing. Following a long day of being sublimely happy and enthused I felt at the very least I should have been able to have a little necklace....RUBBISH.

So as it was I went home instead of going out (on account of extreme tiredness), had one glass of wine with my housemate, went to bed early and woke up with an extreme hangover. Seriously there is absolutely no justice in the world whatsoever.