Well Christmas has been and gone, with only a tone of turkey left over and a slight hangover to remind you of good times. I had a good Christmas, nothing major to report really. I spent most of the holiday feeling sick and wanting to cough up a lung because of this infection I inherited from some nice person, and yes I am being sarcastic!
For around a month now we have helped my sister prepare for the birth of her new daughter, as any woman will tell you it isn’t easy. To cut a long story short baby Amber was born on the 18th December 2012 at 2:54pm and weighed 6 pounds 10.
Today has been one of those days that perfection has gone out the window. I have been doing a project for about a year now and without fail after I have completed a segment I seem to think that the segment I just did could do with something more to make it better.
I end up making 12 different versions of the same segment, but I guess in a way that is a good thing because I can look at each document and take bits from each one.
I just search for perfection in everything I do or else it will bug me like anything and I will sit there until I know it is either perfect or in a working order that I can go back to later.
Have you ever been somewhere and you’re having a great time, then suddenly you get the urge to use toilet? I had this happen today and believe me when I say: “I was ready to burst,” one bit of advice to you all, don’t drink four mugs of tea before you leave the house, it is just asking for trouble!
I went to London and as I got off the train I thought “crap I really need to pee!” and it wasn’t the normal kind of pee you could hold for a while. From that point I ran to nearest toilet located in the station and once I arrived at the toilet I faced a new dilemma I like to call “cleaners fun”. This dilemma is where the cleaners at the station get the sudden urge to have some fun and clean up at the most awkward times!
So now not being able to use the station toilets and at this point I was trying to find new ways to hold it in because my bladder wasn’t going to hold much longer. I ran over to a well-known coffee place and I explained to the young girl that I really needed the toilet badly. She then uttered the words “you must be a paying customer to use the toilets” which I thought it was kind of fair, but obviously I wasn’t happy to pay for anything as I just needed to use the toilet. I said to the young girl that is fine and I brought a drink and might I add it was £2.15 … That must be the first I ever had to pay for something to use the toilet, but at this point I was willing to pay anything to empty the tank and if I had to hold any longer there would have been a new lake opening in the Center of London.
So with everything said & done, my day went back on track, but I still felt shortchanged over paying to use the toilet. If I could some up today in a few words they would be “it really took the piss … “