Highs and lows in One day at a time

It’s raining really hard. They kind that comes straight down, and makes you thankful for a cushy indoor job, especially one with a window to watch everyone’s umbrellas being blown inside out. I don’t think spring got the memo that it was due to begin.

A few weeks ago I was at an industry function and we did a quiz. I won! and OMG the prize is spectacular. It is a 7 night European river cruise for two people. I haven’t been to Europe since 2000, and even then we only had a weekend in Paris and a week in London. The job I am in involves primarily selling travel to Europe, and my sales figures are good. But you always get that awkward question - have you been there? Luckily my friend Susan, the one I cruised with last year, was already planning a family trip to Europe in October 2019. So I have kind of glomed on to that. She and I will go over early and do the cruise, and then travel with her husband and teenage son for another week. Then we will go our separate ways, and I will go to either Italy or France for a week. My plan is to stop off in LA on the way home for a couple of nights too. Work have approved the leave, now I just have to sort our a pet sitter, oh and save my arse off.

Yesterday was a really bad day. I can’t even pinpoint what kicked it off, but by the time I got home I was a blubbering mess. I sat in the bath and sobbed for about 30 minutes, and felt a bit better afterwards. I really miss my Mum. She would have been so excited about my win and plans. Now I feel like there isn’t anybody to share my elation and sorrows with.

Roommate still hasn’t found a new home. It doesn’t seem like he is really looking either. I signed a glowing reference for him yesterday......I didn’t even recognise him in his discription. Tick tock.