Alice Carver Manifests Her Perfect Life

Date Monday 9 January Time 12.30am

My thoughts and reflections:

Pulled all the stops out – arrived early and looking as good as I’m going to get.

But no Guy Carmichael at work today. What a waste of effort.

Drunk Stephen and I went for compensatory Monday Margaritas – Blakes does happy hour six to eight, which is actually happy hours if we’re being accurate.

Then we had non-happy-hours margaritas which were still really happy.

And then kebabs. (It wasn’t strictly a break-out day, but as I said to Drunk Stephen – what could be more Stone Age than effectively hunting for food on the way home?)

I ask the Universe:

To wake me up in the morning as I’m having trouble with alarm-setting.