Holiday from work.

It all goes downhill from here....

I have 7 days off from work, I have a fully planned week. I planned to see everybody important in my life. Then The day before my holiday well I start to get a sore throat.... meh it's just a sore throat nothing special...... keep reading!!!!!

Day one:

Sam is house sitting for his Mum for two weeks at the moment, so I planned to base myself there with him so every night I get to see him and I didn't need to plan loads of days to see him, just one date day. I went to Sam's to spend the day with him, he was the perfect host asking me if I wanted a drink, So I asked for a frothy coffee, which we both don't know how to make, which turned into Sam burning his finger on boiling milk. Oooppps. A few hours later and Sam begins to cook our evening meal, we are having some chicken in sauce thing. I have some cherryade while waiting for the chicken to cook and some Mccoys flame grilled steak crisps because I was hungry. After an hour and a half the chicken in Sam's words was still uncooked. Sam binned the chicken and we had a dominoes instead during the wait for the pizza delivery, I ate some Spanish meats and we fed the neighbours cat named GINGE.
 We saw some local hooligans walking up the street and we were curtain twitching maybe their would be a fight?. I had been watching Pretty little liars most of the evening. The pizza arrived and It was yummy but I only ate half. We watched a film called 28 days later and I had a disarono with cherryade which was very sweet. I still had a sore throat which felt worse so I went to bed and watched a programme called married at first sight until I fell asleep.

Day two:

The day I will call, the day that ruined my holiday from work. I woke up which a massive sore throat, I needed to go to the shop to get medication!!!! I woke up before Sam and went down stairs I was going to make breakfast in bed just toast but still. I opened the curtains and went to let some air in the back door I turned around and there was ladders now up against the windows. I instantly ran up stairs to Sam just saying there's ladders Sam look ladders. Sam got out of bed and investigated it was a window cleaner that he told to go away. I thought it was a robber ha-ha. We walked to the shop to get my medication and a greggs lunch we had a Mexican baguette and a cupcake. We did some cleaning and then went to check in with Mum and give Squishy some love, From Mum's we went to my Dad's one to take him my Brothers golf clubs and two to bring back his heavy duty paste table for our car-boot.

    When We got to my Dads his dog Spartan started to bark from the garden, we finally got into the house and and over excited Spartan calmed down. I love giving him love and I think he enjoys it back. I watched my last 

episode of Pretty Little Liars and then started

 on Gossip Girl but I couldn't get into it properly. Sam cooked frozen pizza and then I went in the shower. 

I came down stairs feeling rough and Sam was acting very strange. I mentioned going to bed early and he was like why? I was like I am poorly? Then there was a knock at the door. It was after 10pm? Sam has ordered me a kinder Buenos milkshake and my favourite Ben and jerry's ice cream because  he knew my throat was sore. I cancelled my plans for the next day because of how rough I had been, watched a bit of Kinda funny on YouTube and then went to bed.

Day three:

I woke up, got dressed and went to my meeting at work. My cold was in full swing, I had the blocked nose, sore throat and high temperature. My meeting at work got cancelled which was fine as I wasn't really feeling it anyway. I went to meet Sam at Stechford retail park to get more medication. I need to be fighting this cold!!! Me and Sam bought vicks, head sore, nose spray, lemsip, paracetamol and 

cough syrup etc. We had a cheeky McDonald's and then went home. I found a charger that actually worked in my phone as Sam's doesn't. Cancelled my friend coming round. Me and Sam watched Save the last dance on the sofa with lots of fizzy pop. I felt drugged and still really poorly so I had a nap shortly followed by Sam that nap turned into a 4 hours sleep. Ooops. We woke up and fed GINGE, ordered a yummy Chinese and watched some Come dine with me, Jamie Oliver and I 

cancelled my next day plans, I just didn't feel well at all. Sam had been runnign around after me a lot. Work had phoned me telling me I had made a good first impression on a lady from head office and gave me another shift. I spoke to my dad on the phone and then had an early night.

Day four:

I eventually got dressed and cleaned the house despite feeling like poop. I spoke to GINGE as it wasn't feeding time. Me and Sam had a little argument about something I cant even remember now but he had started getting ill like me at this point so......... it wasn't good. We went to asda for a few bits and pieces that we didn't really need. We watched some come dine with me and Look who's talking which is one of my go to films when I am feeling down in the dumps we followed that with look who's talking now. I cooked us 
Spaghetti Bolognaise which garlic bread,
 followed by a 5 layer chocolate trifle then I went home because we were doing a car-boot the next morning. At home I watched some TV and spoke to Mum, had some love from Squishy a cup of tea and then I went to bed.

Day five:

I actually felt a little better just a bit heady. A migraine I think. I went in to wake Mum for the Car-boot and she wasn't well so we didn't end up going. I went back to bed and took a few pain killers. Waking up I had a sausage sandwich and loads of Squishy love
 which always makes me feel better. I went to pick Sam up then we went on our poorly person mission of the day AKA taking Dani my tent to borrow. Went drove to Erdignton to collect the tent and made a pit stop on the way back to burger king to get a chicken royale......YUM and 

a Starbucks, this coffee thing is new for me so I am trying to find out what I like. We then went to see the

lil people which I love and we were playing and chatting and it was all very hyper. We left after 3 ish hours and it was safe to say we struggled. I cooked me and Sam a lovely fry up for our evening meal.... it was OK considering I was poorly and I have never cooked on ever!!! I took loads of medication and went to watch TV in bed, I watch Tokyo drift.

Day six:

Today is the day of the memorial to say goodbye to Sam's aunt. It was a nice service followed by lots of laughs and memories with Sam's family. I wish I didn't always see them under sad circumstances because some of them are really lovely. Once we finished at the memorial about 5pm ish we went into Morrisons and got some deli food for our evening meal. 
We had pork pie, antipasti meats, sausage rolls etc. At home my head ache got tuns worse so I took some more pills, watched some storage hunters played Candy crush soda and then I went home. At home I phoned Sam ha-ha watched some Pretty little liars and YouTube then had an early night as we had a car-boot the next day.

Day 7: 

Car-boot  Vs Migraine day, I woke up at 5am and took 1 pain killer woooo. We went to the car-boot sale and it was actually ok my head killed but it was a good distraction. Me and Mum had a laugh but we were both feeling poop by 12pm so we just packed up and went home. At home we were doing some last minute flower arranging because Mum had promised one of her friends she would make a lady and man button whole with white roses for the Wednesday and It was now the Sunday before and Mum was going on holiday the day after. I was exhausted and in so much pain I just wanted to get back to Sam's. I got to Sam's and we had a weird little argument thing which just didn't make me feel great but an hour later I left to go out with my friends. I went to one of their houses and ordered in Chinese. I got to player with the kids and then came back to Sam's by 9pm I made us a bacon sandwich and we chilled on the sofa watching Step Brothers both feeling very fragile.

As you can see my planned pretty much all failed. I am better now and life is resuming as normal. On a positive note at least I got to spend a lazy week with Sam.

Becky xx