Had a mildly depressing weekend last week. Three separate people called me by the wrong name on Saturday morning at the Hospice, mistaking me for the permanent receptionist I work with, who's been ill for the past couple of days. Had to explain to one at length that no, I wasn't covering for her, I am in fact there every week. I suppose to be fair I'm usually the only one who works on a weekend apart from her and I finish at Saturday lunchtime, so most of the time if they call they'll be speaking to her. And I am pretty quiet. But still. It was quite a novelty when I called my boss over something and she called me by name.
Also had a series of dreams where I disappointed people last night. Or I had to continually work or live with people who didn't really like me or treat me well - I can't remember exactly. But I'm not really sure where that came from.
I've been wearing a different perfume lately, one I quite like to wear in spring. It's got mint in it, and for a while I was really confused, because it suddenly smelled
really familiar, like something I'd smelled in the last few months. Then I realised. It was After Eight mints. I smell like a box of After Eight mints. But slightly nicer, obv.
There's a game out tomorrow that I've been waiting for for a while. I'm getting the Collector's Edition so it's going to be pretty expensive, but it should include a sweet watch. At least I hope it will be a sweet watch. So hopefully it'll be worth it. I'm considering getting
these beautiful headphones. Decisions, decisions.
I tried to kill the Wizened Hag today in Darkest Dungeon, and every single character I took with me died. I hate the Wizened Hag.