a late night should really equal a sleep in, but no... sleep at 2am only to wake up at 6.38am worrying that i had forgotten to email a document to my boss. so i had to jump online to see if i had taken care of that yesterday... and i had. phew! first break.
the next one happened on the way to bendigo with jill and mark. we were driving up to view the golden age of couture exhibition at the galleria up there. (beautiful but no pictures were allowed i'm sorry). anyway, the second break came when the strap of my top magically unsewed itself from the bodice. on went the ever-present cardy for the rest of the day. then after jill and i had grappled through the queue in the rain, been elbowed and bruised by the zillionth old lady we caught up with mark for lunch. good lunch by the way, in a cute cafe across from the gallery - much recommended, el beso i think it's called. no, that means kiss doesn't it? no, it could've been el belo. can't remember.
break three was my sandal. which happened as we were leaving the said good luncheon place. so i went bogan for the rest of bendigo and the trip back to melbourne. yes, i was bare foot. ha!
bad things come in three right? so i'm counting this as my three for the day. no more better come forth (absolutely no pun intended). and they weren't really too bad. even though my green sandals are now at the bottom of the bin.
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