life is better in pyjamas

Guess who has an entire week off work and is currently in a dressing gown and fluffy slippers, facemask on, hair in a towel, licking a bowl of melted nutella? OH YEAH, BABY, IT'S ME #inbetweenjobs #unemployedlife. So far today I have made myself breakfast, I've been to the gym, I've got Tay-Tay on full volume, I'm happily lapping up the remnants of mum's baking, and I'm genuinely feeling like if this is the only life I get to live - I'm fucking nailing it right now. 

My plans for the rest of this week are to evenly split my time between pyjamas and gym gear (because you don't get the butt you want by sitting on it holla 🙌) and, more importantly, to get reading. And not just any old reading either, but reading to try and create a better, kinder, simpler, more positive and more patient outlook on life. I wrote recently about my foray into the world of better-person-itus and am pleased to say the positive vibez mantra is hung on my wall with as much gusto and pride as it was when I first wrote that post. Because, genuinely, you do only get one shot at this little life so you might as well spend it being kind as tits to people, eating cake, drinking coffee, smiling at everybody even if you don't feel like it and/or actually hate them, being unapologetically full of glitter (thanks Dean Eastmond for that one), and generally trying your damned hardest to be as happy as possible.

Does my new collection of self-help books make you want to vom in your mouth a little bit? Because me too, pal, me too. But alas, the quest for positivity, effectiveness, and cracking good karma continues. So kindly piss off. *smiley face*. 

Have you read any of these books? If yes, please send me feedback. If no, please send me your favourite positive-mantras, cat videos, or rare Justin Bieber photos on Twitter instead. Ta. 

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