Is it really Monday tomorrow?

Work tomorrow. Again. The weekend has flown by and so I sit on the sofa at 10.20 pm wondering which of the five work outfits I own I should wear for the delight that is Monday. Work clothes being incredibly dull, it is hard to plan too far ahead

I know some people relish all that getting dressed for work nonsense, though. Take for instance the two I teenagers I overheard discussing their morning routine on the way to work one morning. Given that both had hair that had been straightened to within an inch of its life and skinny jeans that probably needed an hour lying on the bed to zip up, it was of some interest that one of them said that she used a white board to plan her weekly wardrobe. Apparently, every Sunday night, she wrote exactly what she was going to wear and, presumably how long it took to get on.

Since I have never owned a whiteboard and have no intention of ever owning one, I am going to shut my eyes and put on whatever I pull out first. So if you see me wearing that dress with those boots and looking a little misguided, you will know why.