That kind of day


Today, I woke up with mixed feelings. It is a wonderful sunny warm day in our usual gloomy Manchester and I woke up late. I feel tired and upset, but also grateful for the sun that is finally gracing us with its presence. I am not the kind of person who likes to kid herself into thinking that waking up late will make me physically productive. That’s it, I’m ok with the fact that today my body has failed me and that I will most probably be sitting on the couch for a while. It’s not that I’m a defeatist, but there is nothing for me to do outside today (I have food to cook and no one to meet), so I know the butt dent on my couch will add an extra couple of millimeters in its crater.

And you know what? It’s fine, because as far as I know, my body fails me almost constantly, but my mind never does. So I picked up my books and started reading about retail buying in preparation for a purchasing portfolio that is due end of April. I have been trying to motivate myself to get back into the routine of constant reading and studying, but as the 3-week vacation gets closer, it’s hard to find the motivation to be productive. But today it’s here! I’ve been reading since the moment I woke up, except when I’ve been texting. Obviously.

I enjoy complaining, it’s a fun release that keeps me sane, and as I was complaining to Anna, she sent me: “Drink some coffee, put some gangsta rap and handle it”. This moment was perfect in its randomness, especially because I was drinking coffee and listening to Smoke Week Everyday.

And I handled it, in my comfy clothes, on my couch, in my spot next to the window, with the sun shining and me overdosing on coffee.

Really old H&M knitted jumper

Grey joggers from H&M

Macbook Air, Apple

Nail polish: OPI Nail Laquer – Don’t Bossa Nova Me Around

Print at top of page from Etsy

P.S: Don’t Bossa Nova Me Around is the worst. name. ever. I think nail polish naming people are seriously running out of ideas.


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