A new iron

Didn't want to get out of bed this morning when I woke up as I was shattered. I think I'm going to try and have an early night and catch up on my sleep.

Work has been ok and I gave a senior Project engineer some stick today as some told me she looks like Thelma from scooby doo. The funny think is she does so I told a few people in the office and after she left work today I put a few pictures of Thelma up on her desk. She is going to go mad tomorrow.

In my lunch break I went and brought me a new iron (pic). The weird thing is I was actually excited to get it back home and try it out. How sad has my life become when I get excited over a new iron? Is this the start of a mid life crisis?