These Things Are Sent to Try Us.

Day One at work today, after giving notice on Friday. As-what-is-becoming-usual, I danced down to the dock, danced onto the boat, and then danced my way to Monmouth Coffee, where I had to pick up my weekly espresso fix. Then, off to the office for a leisurely start. I had nothing to do. All day. So, lunch with friends, and then a little afternoon jaunt over to Spitalfields Market, to do a little shopping. "I could get used to this," I thought.

Well, the universe probably thought I was resting on my laurels a little too easily, as wouldn't you know it, on my way home on the Tube tonight, someone nicked the shopping bag that contained all the afternoon's purchases. Nevermind that I don't particularly want to spend the money to buy it all again, one of my little goodies was a beautiful necklace that I've had my eye on in a particular boutique-it was one of a kind.

I like to call this type of event, "the karmic pie in the face." I've obviously spent up my quota of crowing-in-delight time; it's time to focus on getting some good work done before it's time to leave London.

Dammit, that necklace was really cute...