Flush out the Prudes

Thank goodness the weekend is almost here, though I do have to work a few hours tomorrow, unusual for me.

Picking up from where I left off Wednesday, the afternoon was better than the morning but the evening was a compromise, a truce perhaps. We stayed in, P cooked, it was very nice, we even had a bottle of wine as we weren't going out. I told him that next Wednesday is a date no excuses but I know what he'll say when Wednesday comes, 'We wont go out tonight as we'll be out Monday night at the Tina Turner concert and stopping over.' I wont be happy. Its not as if we spend a lot. Maybe I'll surprise him and tell him it's my treat, that should do the trick. Anyway enough of that, we'll see what happens next week.

Thought I'd show you these, they arrived late yesterday afternoon courtesy of Bill, you don't know him, just the thing to brighten up a desk not sexist either.. two of each blocks of sticky notes, boys and girls. Now I know where P got the sexy little telephone message pad from, Bill's company had them made as giveaways at Christmas and they've got some left over.

We share work and leads sometimes with Bill's firm, he's their sales director and he dropped by unexpectedly with a load of temporary employment contracts and these. P wasn't in. I had a cup of coffee with Bill, he's ok, he's having to go out more since the economy turned down, his business is labour related and with unemployment on the rise they're feeling the strain, as are we.

I left the contracts in a pile on P's desk and nicked the sticky notes for myself, they're lovely! I might even start sending messages now, inter-office might be fun, raise a few eyebrows, flush out the prudes :)

Ronnie

xx