7am - Up to try and straighten my crazy ass hair.
7.45am - Flash and I are in our local park for a game of chase the ball. It's freezing. Snowboard jacket, hat and gloves weather. Serious welly socks weather.
8.15am - just one more throw, please.
8.35am - My commute now consists of a 20 minute walk into town. It's so much nicer than leaving at 7.45 for a mammoth drive
9.25am - Breakfast time. The diet means eggs are my new friend. This morning was poached eggs and mushrooms. It should come with toast, but I can't eat bread so just the eggs and mushrooms. Boo hiss. Luckily for me, working for bars means I get it made for me.
1.15pm - trip to m&s for a salad I can eat. The local sarnie shop does the worst salad you've ever come across and all the other places like bread too much!
2.30pm - Checking out the new exhibition in one of the bars
3.30pm - Meeting with the city centre events officer to discuss some upcoming stuff - including the tour de france coming to sheffield next summer.
4.15pm - checking up on our social media across the board
5.30pm - home time. Walking over Devonshire Green
7.30pm - Kale soup for dinner.
8pm. Puppy Cuddles. He's not happy with me for taking my fancy pen from his naughty grip!
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