Being in the queue at the post office to post off some orders and getting another big order come in.
A really great Labia Lessons
And people saying some really lovely things afterwards about being empowered and in love with their bodies. ☺️
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My cousin came to the Period Party. I’d totally forgotten she was coming.
Sarah’s talking vulva.
People leaving, saying such lovely things about learning new information and how much they enjoyed it.
Free Love Bar for using my Monzo card. Not because I was extra polite to the guy like I thought…
The sun felt genuinely warm on my face when I wasn’t in the wind. I feel so excited for Spring.
Showing off my skirt to an impressed Sarah via a dirty mirror working toilet selfie
Music music music. I’ve found some great new songs and they make me feel fabulous!
Dancing. In my room, in the kitchen, whilst brushing my teeth in the bathroom.
Positive, proud messages.
These words about me, from a best friend.
Wearing my skinny jeans and boots and listening to music and waking with confidence, feeling like a fabulous woman.
Dusting my room and feeling homely and tidy again.
Andrew telling me that other people have told him how good I am. That’s so lovely. I’m glad I’m making a good impression.
The idling event being cancelled tonight. Thank goodness. It’s absolutely freezing.
Drag Race All Stars. Ugh, so good.
First day. Not too bad actually.
I had great references! I mean, I should do, I wrote one of them myself.
Itsu for lunch. I’ve missed you.
Alec: ‘We’re going to get sooooo fucked up’
When you leave a job, everyone says nice things to you about how good are. And you can tell Directors where you think the project went wrong. And you can leave early and not care.
Nipple problems at work. But I looked damn fine today.
“You’re so easy to get along with” and ‘You really cheered me up this evening”
Pub night with the GW family
My new chest of drawers.
Smokey smell at work reminding me of visiting castles as a kid with people dressed up and living in them, cooking food on open fires.
Two customer compliments, one straight after the other, about how good the coffee was and how lovely and friendly we are as staff.
Finding out that the Flight of the Concords guys sometimes come into work. Cue nerves every time someone walks through the door.
Going back to bed for a cuddly hour nap in the morning.
Going for a drink with my colleagues after the event.
Hearing a few nice things said about me and my work over the course of the evening.
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Three little things 