Had the worst panic attack, ever, it was long and
unbearable.
I felt like I was gonna suffocate for real I think I
scared my man half to death, poor sod.
He's good though, knew just what this girl needed.
He took me to the tanning salon, I've complained
a lot lately that I look awful and washed out and
he knows how much I love freckles.
On the way home I told him to stop by my new
job so I could ask if I can work a few more hours
a week, my boss was happy to hear that and said
that I can come in at any time I like.
(I work in a Marie Curie Cancer Care charity shop.)
As usual I couldn't just go in without finding and
buying something.
Today I snagged this...
Vintage lucite trinket box, 90 pence.
Corset top with beaded embroidery, £1.
Close up.
I do feel much calmer now and I'm gonna pamper
myself a bit, you know, doing my nails and give my
hair a bit of treatment.