First Blog of secret diaries of an Entrepreneur

Right I'm just going to get stuck into this blog then, seeing as I am using it as my online diary, might as well tell you about my day.

Sunday AKA in my friendship group 'Suicide Sunday'.. The day when being single is the worst day of the week as the couples are all off doing their 'Gayer' activities. I had prepared for Suicide Sunday this week and kept myself busy! Me and Sam (My Son) went to a Scarecrow festival which was great! This little village and all of the people that lived there went to tremendous lengths to win the competition of best scarecrow. We got to see the Simpsons, Bender from Futurama, Spider man, Dragons den, a full size pirate ship, that is a handful of the entries, we were so impressed! The village was a different world to me, families riding around on their bikes, baking cakes, balloon races, Men that spoke to your face not your boobs, It was like a scene off of desperate housewive's. That life actually exists, It looks expensive though! Had the most amazing cupcake ( worth the 5 mile run tomorow) and Sam won a football on a fair game (The prize was a football- it was broken by the time we got home).

So when we get back from our day trip Sam says 'I want to play Rumble in the Jungle' ( another format of Mouse Trap). This is where I need a man in my life... It took me an hour to read the instructions and piece together the game...It looked important that the set up was right in order for it to work  (every minute also consisted of a high pitched voice saying 'are you done yet.. are you done yet' and  the owner of that voice also knocking down the pieces I had just fixed in) It was a painful experience! I did victory dance when it was complete, looked at Sam and said 'right lets play'.... the response.. 'I DONT WANT TO PLAY THAT ANYMORE- I WANT TO PLAY MARIO'. Well talk about deflating!!! I stared into his eyes for about a minute before it became awkward and i moved onto making a cup of tea.

Chilled out with him for all of the day and then after he went bed cracked on with work... Its now 3.21 AM Monday, Its a time of day I am becoming used to, I know from experience the longest I can go on zero sleep Is a little over 72 hours, but it bites you in the bum when you finally do close your eyes It is no longer classified as sleep, It can only be described as a mini coma. SO tomorrow has arrived before I even said goodnight to yesterday, on that note I look forward to coming back posting some more on here and learning what this blog thing is all about!

Night from Hippie HQ

Those that follow, have a great start to your week!
xx