This week has been a mess of me trying to get my life back together, overindulging on green tea kit kats and work. I'm in the process of getting my sleeping pattern back on track but the fact is, getting home late each night just doesn't help. By the time I catch up with the day's events, blog hop for a tad, publish a post, it's edging on midnight. Not to mention, I like to talk for hours and I often lose track of time by standing under the doorway and chattering on about god knows what to anyone that will listen. But hey, it's getting better now.
I also focused this week heavily on christmas preparations. Australia has busted out its christmas spirit; we've constructed our lego christmas tree, placed up all the lights and decorations and we're even doing light shows each night, accompanied by a choir belting out carols. All that's missing is the whole "white christmas" idea, but with us folk in the Southern hemisphere it's all about the least amount of clothing you can wear to beat the heat, all the while appearing rather appropriate for public. It gets intense in summer.
I also had my work christmas party this week and I'm just going to be sweet and composed here and say: food served by shirtless waiters. I was surrounded by co-workers fanning themselves (I was professional, obviously). Lots of flirting. We're a fun lot.
And with all these Christmas lead up sales, I've been going crazy. Mostly on spoiling myself which is probably not the best. But hey, I've pretty much cleaned up my list of to buys so I'm on track. Plus, gifting is a process that should involve everyone, right? So it seems justifiable if I buy myself a couple of presents. Or at least that's been my excuse for the past week. Don't dispute it. Let me have this.
I managed to polish off Vicious this week which I adored to bits and pieces. I have a review coming up on Monday and let's just say, I get a tad philosophical. In fact, I'm not too sure that I actually know what I'm going on about but let's just pretend that I'm going somewhere with my vague statements. I'm potentially suffering from a book hangover. It was that good.
Seeing as December rolls in this Monday, I've decided to crack out My True Love Gave To Me and give it a real read. I'll be honest, I got into Christmas spirit a tad early this year and have sneakily peeked at one or two stories. They were alright. Cute, in the holiday season sense. But on their own, I'm not really a big fan. Hopefully the rest of the stories impress me (highly unlikely. I feel like an onlooker when I read them. I'm completely detached.)
I will hint at a Christmas takeover on the blog from December and onwards. This is my favourite holiday season and I get dramatic (as I blast my Neil Diamond carols and wear my santa earrings). There's holiday post each week. I've been a fantastic organiser (depending on how you see it, I could have made a horrendous mistake and marked things ahead without checking the surety of the dates or I could be an organisation queen.) Ideally I'll be set from now up until March but we'll see.
So that's me in a week. Tell me about you. How was Thanksgiving, my dear American friends? And how many bank accounts will be making it through Black Friday and Cyber Monday unscathed? Or do we all have weak resolves like me? Tell me everything.