It says something about the non-existance of my social life, when I tell you that it took me over an hour to put on my makeup and ‘do’ my hair when I was invited to go along to a 6th Form (college) open evening for prospective students. The prospective student being my daughter.
I’m not sure if it took me so long to get ready because I’m so out of practice at tarting myself up, or worse still, because I was so excited about going out in the evening and wanted to look half way decent!
How sad am I?
On second thoughts….don’t answer that….
Any other ‘sad’ people out there?