So today is Easter and since pancake day I have up chocolate coca cola and sweets for lent! Its been a lot longer than 40 days and after stuffing my face with not one but two Easter eggs and now not only am I wide awake and its passed midnight but I also feel sick from the chocolate over load!

I recently read the book “PS I Love You” by Cecelia Ahern and absolutely loved it, It’s about a young married couple, The husband gets ill and knows he is going to die so he writes a load of letters for his wife and her future without him. I know – it sounds morbid but you know what! It’s actually a lovely story and as a young married wife it made me think about writing something for my hubby should I pop it first! – something to add to my list of things to do I guess!

I haven’t watched the film yet but did visit the website for the movie and there is a really cool tool on it where you can send an email and set a date in the future for it to be delivered.

If it works, my hubby is gonna get a few emails over the next few years! I did one as late as 2016

http://psiloveyoumovie.warnerbros.com/PSILoveYou.php

I’ve read Cecelia Ahern’s “A place called here” and that too is a top read!

I’m hoping her rom com series “Samantha Who” eventually makes it to the UK

And so it begins … it was the first of Feb 2008 a Friday like no other. It was my last day in a job I’d both loved and hated – a very short career stint lasting only six months. Rewind back to July 2007, my fixed term contract had ended and I was getting married in only three months time with a panic over money I needed a quick fix, this was not a great time to be unemployed! I had a call from an agency I’d never heard of before, met with a funny little man in Starbucks on Oxford street, was sent to an interview in a firm in Bromley which was a short bus ride away from my home.

At the interview all went well, they seemed keen on my background in on-line marketing and hey presto I was offered a job – that meant wedding money, that meant a commute of only 20 mins on the bus (rather than an hour under someones arm pit on a usually delayed commuter train to London) Travelling costs of a tenner a week (Rather than forty quid a week) and the possibility of making some local friends – what a great quick fix!

There are people there I am going to miss, I made some great friends however the job itself was a dull as dull can be and without any perks – not even a pension or a Christmas bonus… On my last day I realised just how much an impression I had made, I got presents from some of the girls who I’m really going to miss, I got flowers and one of the most embarrassing things ever to happen happened, I’d popped up to HR to hand in my security pass and collect my p45 and when I went to return to my desk, the whole office had assembled – 70 people from several floors all staring at me to see me off!

I have a week of freedom before I start my new job – back in London so back to paying extortionate fees to travel under someones armpit on a delayed train for an hour – thank God for my ipod…