freaky friday

So today is Friday the 13^th.. which explains EVERYTHING.

Firstly started off the day by not being able to get out of bed.  Friday is my RDO from walking the dog.. so I got to have an extra sleep in for a whole ten minutes. Bonus.  But upon swinging my legs out the side of the bed a very long and glorious ten minutes later – my first attempt to walk was unsuccessful.  It seemed the weekly combination of 2x spin classes, a pump class, a 8km run and daily dog walks had taken its toll, and my legs refused to go any further.  By sheer willpower alone I managed to hobble into a nice hot shower.  Bliss.

Feeling much better I got the morning’s outfit ready.  Sorted.  Going well.  Just about to sit down to have breakfast, tripped over the dog and managed to empty the entire contents of my bowl all down the front of my skirt. GREAT.

Back in the shower. Back doing the makeup. Looked at the clock.. crap. I'm already meant to be at work.  Raced into the wardrobe room and grabbed anything I could find.. which ended up undoubtedly being from falling over reject shop rack.  Even better.  So instead of today’s nicely pieced together Zara print blazer, Sportsgirl tomato red shirt over Sportsgirl striped tube skirt Olivia Palermo inspired outfit; I am actually wearing a stunning combination of navys (Navy/red striped top and navy pants) from my corporate excuse for a wardrobe. Fab.  To cheer myself up slightly I have added the new D.Co wedges for a little bit of coolness.. but really today’s actual outfit sucks.  There will be no pic. Here instead is a picture of the designated outfit – pre breakfast of course. Much nicer.

Be careful today.... you never know what might happen!

FFIFY xxx