Started off pretty well, I woke up to find my mum was still home, so I went back to sleep for an hour and then she gave me a lift to work. I hate doing late shifts, hardly anyone comes in at the end of the day and it feels like such a waste of time, but luckily the 8 hours passed pretty quickly. Got in the car after work and my mum had brought my Black Milk parcel. They’d sent one pair of leggings in the wrong size. Not the end of the world, but I was looking forward to those ones the most, and they are ridiculously tight. I’ve emailed them though, and they’re an amazing customer service team, so I know I won’t be left waiting around. I just don’t like some of the other leggings I got. Jellies are not flattering, Muchas are blurry compared to what I was expecting, and the charcoal shattered glass leggings are just… meh. In the photos they look spectacular, but on me they’re a bit loose, a bit baggy, a bit crinkly. And nowhere near as colourful as I hoped they’d be. I’m working on swapping them… Hopefully someone will want them, and I can get something a bit more ‘me’.
They’ve stopped the bus I rely on. It was a 25 minute walk to the bus stop, and then a 15 minute bus ride to work. Now it’s a 35 minute walk and a 30 minute bus ride to work, and it’s more expensive. I was trying to work out what bus I needed as last shift I was 20 minutes late, but my mum just got me upset about it all, made me feel stupid, and then made me cry. I told her to leave me to it. I text her saying the way she treats me sometimes is one of the reasons I think we don’t talk, she replied saying she was currently moaning about me to my dad. So I doubt our relationship will change any time soon.