I want to share my last weekend with you:
On Friday I worked until 22.00 (it ended with someone puking over my feets)
Then, on saturday I had to work from 6.30 - but (of course) I overslept (normally this ruins the whole day)
Anyway, got to work.
Right after (14.00) I needed to go to the funeral of my ex-boyfriend. He died all of a sudden.
Another worse thing was, that his new girlfriend didn't want to see me there (we seperated nine years ago).
So I needed to be invisible...
Right after: (16.00) dressing up and rushing to a wedding-party
(a polish wedding - they always make wild parties with loads of vodka..)
... as you maybe can imagine, it was hard to switch..
Of course, as I put on my dress, I realized it was busted..
so I needed to wear my 10 years old dress (a classical black one),
in which I can't breath, eat or sit..
Right after: (23.00) my feets where burning already, because of my shoes and my (very big) dancing partner who crunched my feets all the time
I needed to change my dress again (same shoes) for a 40th birthday party of a friend (with loads of tequila and beer)
But because that's not enough, my friends convinced me to go to a 90th party in a local disco with loads of tequila, too.
From there (5.00) I had to walk 3km (with the same shoes) back home.
And the best of all: I wasn't able to sleep, because the cat came into the bedroom (mewing loudly), sat down and eat my plant - very loud..
And the very best of all was the fact, that I needed to stand up at 12.00 and go to work until 21.00
Did you ever experienced something like this?