Instead of going out like most years, I’ve come home on Easter Friday eve completely exhausted from a full day of work and night of lectures. So while all my friends are out, I’m sitting here on the couch in my bathrobe, listening to chilled music and eating my weight in chocolate.
It’s not as sad as it sounds. I skyped with my best friend S in NZ and inspired her to dig into the chocolate early….yeah I’m a bad influence.
Easter is by far my favourite time of the year. Four days off work where I get to indulge in all sorts of cute easter eggs and not feel guilty about it.