Two days is never enough…
Working in a hair salon I spent many years working on Saturday’s. This meant Friday night’s out were a no go even though I often did end up going out! I shudder when I remember the commute to work on Saturday morning literally dying from a hangover. It has to be one of the worst feelings in the world, right? So now I’m a lil bit older and no longer in the salon every week I can finally enjoy a work free weekend. Who am I kidding? I’m always blogging at the weekend but when it’s something you love it’s not quite work is it?