Hello Everyone and Happy Thursday 🙂

For those who follow my Shatzies everyday, first of all, thank you, you rock! Second of all, we already went through a Thursday together, so you know how I feel about them.

For those who are new to this blog and to my eccentricities, here is a fundamental truth about me: I hate Thursdays. Those are truly the days I find the most difficult to bear during the week.  Not even the dreadful burden of waking up and going to work on Monday morning tops my animosity for Thursdays. There. I said it.

But that’s OK. I have accepted that I will inevitably be cranky, moody, snappy and twitchy on Thursdays, I have accepted that there is no way my boss will let me take those days off, every month, like I want to.  I have accepted that a minimum of social interaction and basic reactivity is demanded from me on those days, and I even understand that “Because it’s Thursday” is not an excuse to tell your brother to get lost.

Now, where does this mature and amazing tolerance come from, you ask? Simple.

I do what I want on Thursday. I overindulge. I think of myself first. If I want to eat at a nice restaurant during my lunch break, well, you can be sure I will, because it’s Thursday and I deserve nice moments.  If I want to wear that cute little skirt that I bought on a whim but put on my pantry, where it stayed, displayed like a shrine while I stared at it fearfully every morning, because it’s too darn bold for me, I will because it’s Thursday and I deserve to feel awesome.

Thursday is just the day to go crazy and pamper yourself to the point of full satisfaction. Today, I want to indulge in my love of colors and pretty, pretty things full of colors and full of life. I’m heading to work, ready to brave the world and today I’m either going to wearing something colorful or do something colorful. Or both.

Enjoy this Shatzi!

Quote of the day

 

Picture of the day

Song of the day

Emilie Simon: “Dreamland”

Where have you been you sweet little girl
Did you find your place in the sun
Always in your dreams
You´re never really there
Did you find the things that you lost?

She never seems to wake up
But I don´t want to give up
She locked the door and lost the key
ooh
When she goes to dreamland nothing bad can happen
Cause she won´t be seen there
No she won´t be seen there
No she won´t be seen cause there’s no one there

Where have you been you green little bird
Did you fly away to see the world
You’re living in a dream
You’re chasing the ghosts
Did you find the key that you lost

She never seems to wake up
But i don´t want to give up
She locked the door and lost the key
ooh
When she goes to dreamland nothing bad can happen
Cause she won´t be seen there
No she won´t be seen there
No she won´t be seen cause there is no one there

When the dream will be over
Just try to remember
The time you shared with me

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