Angels working overtime.

Is there anybody there?

I’m exhausted today, mostly because I’ve been sending telepathic messages to my tutor to grade my essay. Oh the bloomin agony of the wait. When it got to 4.30pm I check on the OU website one last time – nothing.

Of course by this time the bad student angel on my shoulder is whispering in my ear that my tutor is a really nice guy and as it’s the weekend and all he’s probably hanging on to the failed essay so as not to spoil my weekend.

I could feel myself dragging my feet as I walked home.

I have to say it took the good student angel a while to pipe up – not sure what she had been off doing. Anyhow she remind me that I did actually say when I submitted it that I was sure I had done enough to pass. She also assured me that my tutor has two weeks to mark and return work, his time isn’t up yet AND he probably has a good few to mark.

I decided to listen to good student angel and drew bad student angel a dirty look.

Of course those little angels on your shoulder can get you into all sorts of bother. You know the kind of thing…. you’re standing at the express checkout and the bad angel is counting the number of items people have in the baskets.  Then she’s daring you to say something to the guy in front of you whose gone slightly overboard with the buy one get one free stuff. You can hear her little scratchy voice provoking you to give him more than a dirty look and sigh. Thats when something comes over me and I can hear myself saying, “Listen pal it says 10 items or less.  This buy one get one free means that you might get it free but it ain’t invisible.  Off you trot over there and get in the queue with the ladies with the big bulging trollies.  Oh and don’t let me catch you in this line again”.  I can feel myself come over all flushed and it’s not until the good angel reassures me that I didn’t actually say it out loud, just in my head, that I am able to breath again.

Bad angel is also the one that told me it was OK to finish the last of the Christmas chocolates yesterday evening without sharing them with anyone. Likewise she almost made me late for work this morning as she agreed with me when I though I might just turnover and stay in bed for an extra half an hour. She is also the one who told me I looked OK in that jumper and that it was fine not to bother putting any makeup on today.

So good angel you seem to have disappeared off my shoulder of late. Can you please come back and help as I have no idea where this is heading.