Lately I have this scary reflex to reward myself. OK, spoil myself. Somebody stop me before I become broke again.
Today was buying-presents-day for: birthdays, imminent departure and me.
May I ask where is the switch off for the things coming my way, workwise? Capacity exceeded. Progress zero.
Apparently I will call
5 comments:
your mr. right... errr... mr. talk to you tomorrow or my mr. talk to you tomorrow? :))
mine, of course!
you need to bloody let go, mate.
such cool forks, they seem to be worth being broke again...:)
@AB, I never hold too much.
@runbaby, the forks, cool as they may be, are old stuff. At the moment of the picture I just needed to clean all of them, since (remember those) windows (?!?) had to go through finishing ... and all that led to A LOT of dust. I have been weeping for a while.
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