I Am Full of Bums

My Dear Princess and Dear Friends,

So I woke up at 2am, feeling not too bright and while there was no actual spew, I was out of sorts all day.

I was able to drag my sorry @rse out of bed though. I texted Corrie to say I was full of vim. Autocorrect changed it to: "I AM FULL OF BUMS".

That did seem more accurate. But I changed it back.

I met up with Corrie and Losi (no Jefe) at 8am and we went into the office. 

I'M AWAKE, texted Jefe. And Corrie went back to get him.

Actually, those three seemed fine. I loathe being the hungover one when you are all alone. The good news was that all of the rooms in Christchurch office number one were finished by 2pm. And the team took pity on me, and dropped me at the hotel on their way to Christchurch office number two. There were only two rooms to do in that location, and so they finished up in there while I napped. 

Corrie and Jefe flew home later that day, and I decided to stay in my hotel room with delivery food, although Losi very kindly offered to go and pick me up something*.

It really IS a great team. And I really DO love them.

Drink is great for team bonding. Drink is great. But never again.

S.

* I did this for him on Tuesday. You see? Hangover karma.