Archives for posts with tag: hugs

Going back to my old office and getting hugs

The squirrel squeezing its way through the chain link fence

The light as the sunset on the way to the library after work. Totally made up for the terrible weather today.

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Getting home.

Buying all the healthy salad. Eating all the healthy salad.

Spending the evening with Stuart. I missed him.


Jen’s personal highlight of the week: being official outside of work friends with me. FINALLY! She admits it!

Beer and cuddles with Jo after work. Short and sweet.

Deciding to not give up sugar. Fuck that shit. I’m not down with fad diets and denying yourself anything. There’s no such thing as good and bad food. 

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Aww it was my last day at work and it was so lovely. The big Bring and Share lunch in the garden, the Rinkoff pastries, Andy showing up with donuts, Charlie bringing me flowers, the presents and card and money, the drinks in the pub, laughing with Rochelle and Andy, the deep throat story, people turning up that I didn’t think would come, getting a hug from Andy. Everything was lovely. I’ll really miss them.