So the housewarming is tonight and thankfully, I can report that the worst part of the organisation is over: I have my dress!
Simple, perfect colour, nice cut, sophisticated, yet flashes enough of my legs to be inticing!
Not that I’m planning on inticing anyone.
I’m just making a point.
Oh and work people are coming ….woo.
Actually, I’m changing that to a sincere woo, because some of my work peeps are decent.
But that’s not why I invited them.
No, no, it was guilt-inspired.
Bumped into Jenny and Alan (AKA: New Office Boy who’s not actually new anymore) during my lunchbreak yesterday, at which point I was carrying Aldi bags stuffed with Tropial Punch ingrediants (Wine, vodka, knock-off Malibu, more wine, assortment of juice, more vodka …basically anything that was on sale!!!) and a variety of crisp multipacks and dip. So after the awkward “So weekly grocery shopping then, yeah?” jokes, I was forced to admit I was having a housewarming and then super-enthusiastically invited them to come to end that awkward moment where I feel like they feel rejected and they feel awkward cos they might be rejected and are now forcing a pity invite.
People can be so tiring sometimes.
But at least I didn’t have to invite Actual Christopher (that jerk).
But wooo party!