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Making myself a croissant for breakfast and feeling very smug that I booked today off work.

My new waterproof jacket arrived. And I like it.

More watermelon. Because why not. I deserve it.

Beautiful skies at sunset.

I ran to work! And I didn’t hate it! In fact I felt really good about it!

I got the coveted free hot chocolate from Pret.

Eating peanut butter with my finger.

The sunset view from the office. Such a warm glowing light.

My vulva making workshop will be at WOW! Yippee!

Getting food ready for tomorrow. I feel so organised and smug.


Went to the gym and did more than I’ve been doing. Followed by the sauna. Felt pretty smug about that.

Finally finished my application and then managed to smash out another one. Very smug about that.

A bit of crafting in the evening. Vagina Christmas cards and homemade envelopes.


Went to the cinema on my own for the first time.

Nailed the hangover. So prepared. So smug.

Bought the appropriately named lipstick I wanted. And another colour too. Obvs.