Fits of giggles.

Today was a hard hard day. I walked into the kitchen 10 minutes to 10a.m. and before I put my knifecase down I was sweating. The air conditioning was broken and we were nearing 50c in there, just standing around was hard work. I was sweating in places I didn't think humanly possible! It was so warm that I Couldn't actually finish my coffee which is something that hasn't happened since I first got pregnant. The heat started taking it's toll after a couple hours as people started getting really edgy and grumpy and bickering with each other. I went the other way and caught the giggles and was probably making things even more unbearable for the others.  I just couldn't stop laughing, the heat was going to my head and everything seemed hilarious! 

I was trying to pour the duck sauce I had just prepared into a squeezebottle and my collegue said to me as the sauce was going over the edges od the neck of the bottle, lift the bucket higher so you get a better flow, so there was me trying to hold the bucket higher and the sauce getting everywhere, with him next to me going "higher, higher, faster, faster!" ..the sauce didn't get into the bottle any better than before it just made me laugh so hard because it was making an even bigger mess and eventually I fell to the floor in fits of giggles.

I had to work an hour overtime as it was quite busy, but I have never been more happy to leave the kitchen to get out into the cool breeze outside as it was actually agonizing. But when I made it out to the street the air outside was just as still and heavy, the only breeze I was getting came from my high speed walking as all I could think about was getting into a cold shower!

And here I am sitting in front of the computer with a cup of coffee, not showered and still smelling of the kitchen! Oh well, only myself to blame...