I used very bad language last night!

I broke our hallway mirror last night. Well, it fell down by itself but as I'd just been there to fiddle with it, I'll have to accept the fact that it's my fault.

Boyfriend laughed and tried to make me feel better by saying that it was for the 7 years I've just had and not the next 7 years. Nice try sweet pea, but I know how it works and it doesn't count 'backwards'.

And then a man motioned me to walk under his ladder as opposed to crossing the street on my way to work this morning. As if!! I almost threw up and ran across the street while mumbling all possible anti-bad luck "verses" I know. They usually go in the same tone as: "anyone else but me... anyone else but me!" I'm selfish, so what?

To finish on a good note: I've just managed 1 week within the finance business-thing (don't know the proper name for it and never will...) without having died once - even though it was pretty close yesterday morning but I managed to resuscitate myself with a Mars-bar. Thank fug for Mars!