Liv loves surprises. Most of the time they are good ones and keep life exciting. This week has been a tough one, I lost my dayjob a little earlier than I had planned. That created a panic attack and major mind chaos. I also lost my favorite ring, that my grandma gave to me: A real golden beauty with a timeless art deco appeal and a diamond. But then there are good surprises, like that my man stays calm and strong in shitty situations and proved to be a proper rock. The holiday plans are screwed, and I just got an amazing beach bikini, but with the job situation it looks like we have to cancel the holiday, I was so excited about. I couldn't find time for my new writing project either. So: My dear readers, whoever knows a contact for any suitable job for me in London, please feel free to email me!