Wednesday, 28 August 2013

That was the week that was

I know, I know, it's only Wednesday, but I'm on countdown, y'all! This time tomorrow we'll be pitching up at the End of the Road festival in Dorset in our very own motor home. Oh yes, peeps, no camping for us - we're doing this in style in Andy's Mum and Dad's mobile palace. Can't wait! I don't think I've ever been so excited to hang out in a field!

It looks like a cool little festival - our friends have been before and say it has a nice, chilled vibe, perfect for an old timer like me after a busy week. Speaking of which...

I was still so stuffed from our Bank Holiday lunch blowout, I skipped dinner on Monday night. Who am I? In the words of Joey from Friends, next thing you know I'll be wrapping up power bars and saving half for later! As if. Fear not, dear reader, I'm back on form.

Tuesday morning vegetable frittata was a welcome return to sanity.

It was the calm before the storm and there was a fairly relaxed pace, sorting out some work and getting organised. I met Rach for a weekend debrief over a salmon salad. The weather has been glorious the last two days and we made the most of it by taking it outside.

The day took a tricky turn work-wise in the late afternoon and I had some issues which, sadly, crept in to my evening and stressed me out. I don't let this happen often, but when it does it has an impact. Luckily, when I turned up at Real Military Fitness there were boxing gloves and pads at the ready, so I had somewhere to channel that negative energy! I also managed to make plans to spend time with good friends that we rarely get to see due to all being so busy, so that really cheered me up.
It was double salmon on Tuesday, it was on the dinner menu, too, as we hadn't managed dinner the night before. I whizzed up a nice coriander and coconut sauce as per the Waitrose recipe here. Love this dinner.

We watched the last episode of Southcliffe and were left disappointed, a recurring theme when it comes to TV for me lately. Then I went to bed early and tossed and turned all night, thinking about work. Blech.
This morning's breakfast was a repeat of yesterday's. I felt drained but surprisingly okay after a fitful night of sleep. Once I got in to work I could get to tackling the issues bubbling away and, with a lot of help from my very supportive colleagues, got it all sorted by early afternoon. Hooray! I celebrated with this lush Albacore tuna salad with anchovies and olives and a walk a little later on with my old friend DB. Just the ticket.

I'm still feeling a bit frazzled but much better and ready to focus on the long weekend ahead. Time to pack, eat roast chicken and put it all in perspective on an evening walk. I'll be checking in on Monday. Wish me luck! Ha, who am I kidding, I don't need it - we have a fridge on board for God's sake! Yay for glamping!
Does work stress get to you?
I try not to bring work worries home but once in a while they strike and I have to go with it.

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