I was supposed to be getting up at 6:30am this morning, and heading to Victoria to meet Mr Frisky for a bit of light cycling. (Brighton to Canterbury, 72 miles) but a combination of colds for both of us and the pouring rain has conspired against us. Not sure what our secondary plan of action is going to be but there are definite options involving ridiculousness and hilarity. Or if necessary, hot chocolates and biscuits.
In other news, I have a 2nd interview for a job in Bath on tuesday afternoon which sounds absolutely awesome and really good plus some interesting work and nice people. I was supposed to have a second interview for a role in London on friday afternoon but they called me about 45 mins before I was due to be there to ask if I could go an hour later because they were having a crisis. I’m not sure that I want to work for a company that has that many crisises on a friday evening and thinks they can just mess people around. I can’t be bothered. I’ve over stuff like that.
I’m so looking forwards to pay day, I really need some new underwear and trainers.