Aww man… today’s been one of those days.

I started the morning feeling like my brain was wrapped in fog. Tried to shake it off with a quick spin class (you know, my solo one I went on about before, where I pop in my headphones and zone out to my music). But of course, the left earbud was whisper-quiet, so I spent the whole ride pedalling to a one-sided soundtrack. My right ear is already pretty deaf, so basically I was listening to music through a potato. Brilliant.

Then I took a B-vitamin complex. Honestly, I don’t even know why - I ordered them the other day and they arrived in a black container that looked… kind of lethal. The only noticeable effect? Neon-yellow pee. If my pee is glowing like a highlighter, doesn’t that mean I’ve just been dumping a bunch of extra vitamins into my body for no reason? Also.....brilliant.

I went into the office, had an online meeting, and immediately hit a wall of fatigue and brain fog. So naturally… I grabbed an energy drink. Big mistake. Last time, it launched me straight into orbit - buzzing and unstoppable. This time? Oh my god, my head started to throb. A few hours later, I felt like absolute garbage. And my screen… it was like someone cranked the brightness up by 10,000%. My eyes were screaming. I turned off the lights, hood up (don’t judge - it actually helps), and powered through a bit of work until I finally tapped out.

By 5pm, I was completely wiped. Rushed home, grabbed some dinner, made a cup of decaf tea (I’d had enough caffeine to last me a week), and started heading upstairs… and of course, tripped. Tea went everywhere - stairs, bag, half my cup vanished into the void. I cleaned up the mess, crawled into bed thinking, finally, nothing else can go wrong… and then, naturally, managed to miss my mouth entirely and spill tea all over my jumper.

I swear, I wasn’t always this walking disaster. Clumsy? Sure. Messy? Nah… this is a new level, I’m telling you. Hormones? Aging? Alien takeover? Honestly, it feels like my body has been hijacked and I can’t function properly. All I want for the next few days is to hide out at home. But I can’t. I’ve got meetings - client meetings, to be exact - and weirdly, even when I feel like absolute rubbish, they give me a tiny spark. Somehow, they keep me moving, even as a total adult mess.

And then there’s this weekend retreat I’m meant to go to… and right now, I just don’t know if I can adult. Work? Clients? Fine. Real life - navigating trains, making my way through London, having to participate and be “active” when my brain can barely function? Yeah, that feels impossible. I'm so tempted just to stay at home. Look, normally, I love this kind of thing. Right now? Man… I can’t even walk up the stairs without tripping, so good luck me surviving London without some kind of disaster. 

And yes… this was supposed to be a money post. But today? You’re getting this absolute mess instead. My brain is scrambled, my jumper is stained, and honestly, I’ve got nothing wise to share. No money tips this week - just me, surviving, and hoping I don't spill tea on myself again.