Well, a bit of a comedown after my lovely weekend. Turns out its three strikes, and my back is out. As in, well and properly fucked. Yoga class + playing with my niece + high heels to dinner = majorly ouch. Ahhh sciatica my old friend, I have not missed you! Engaged in some idle banter with a girlfriend about the rules of the pregnancy universe apparently dictating that if you are blessed with no morning sickness, ye shall be cursed with lower back issues. Had to take Monday off work due to inability to walk without clutching the wall and cringing. (I truly hope that this isn't indicative of an extremely low pain tolerance? Because that does not bode well for labour.)
Today was much better, so much so that I decided to chance my lunchtime yoga class - brilliant decision as it turns out. Walked out of there almost crying with relief. Best.
Ducked out to grab some Dermalogica essentials and was greatly cheered to be told I was entitled to a freebie - a gorgeous Willow clutch with some Dermalogica samples I'm looking forward to trying.
Was further buoyed up by the arrival of a parcel of goodies at my desk, purchased from the lovely Pash - H&M chambray shirt and the Country Road stripe knit I have been hankering after ever since I missed out on it last autumn. Yew!
Still loving the novelty of reading my favorite magazines on my iPad from the comfort of my couch. Very much enjoying the wheatbag on my back and the cup of tea that V has just brought me - the wild, crazy life I lead! Hope your evenings are all somewhat more exciting. Happy hump day!
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