Well, that was another bank holiday weekend – did exactly what I was gonna do (absolutely nothing – no housework, no gardening – just vegged in front of the TV all weekend and ate loads).
The original plan was to borrow Harriett’s campervan and maybe go see a festival (Gatecrasher was on…) but she didn’t want me to go alone (yes, it DOES look like a collar and lead around my neck).
Still, back to work eh?
EDIT: And here I am – back at ‘Mission Control’. First in, all alone – just me and my coffee 🙁
Oh well, at least it’s not Monday 🙂 although, having said thatr, Tuesday’s ARE fast becomming the new Monday – weird huh? I find it easy to get up on a Monday morning (yesterday I was up about 5.30am), but come the first day back to work and I dragged my sorry arse out of bed at 6.40am.
Oh well, onwards and upwards – must make myself busy so the day goes quicker…wonder what I should do for dinner tonight?