Happiness comes in all sorts of guises

Had a really shitty day, yesterday. My neck and shoulders and the back of my head ached horrendously and I can only think it was because I was so tense. One of my colleagues is being put through a 'competency hearing' and in a perverse way I almost wish I were too. Most of the stress seems to be because I feel like I don't really know what I'm doing, that I'm doing things wrong, or badly, and at least if you have a proper personnel driven hearing they have to try to put things right - retrain you or something.

However this is a cheerful post, believe it or not, because yesterday three things made me smile.
1) my son - but this is more or less hard-wired.

2) a take-away curry. This is one of the reasons I'm so fat. No matter how bad I feel, food always makes me feel better. The more loaded it is with fat/sugar/calories the greater the mood enhancement. Is this physiological or psychological, I wonder?

3)Sarah Kennedy mentioning this story about Daniel Radcliffe having dinner with a New York drag queen on the radio this morning. Not that there's anything intrinsically amusing about it, I just thought of all the fangirls' reactions.

Anyway, that's me. Oh and TFIF.