11 Days to go…
… or
7 working days
Still aching. Thinking it might take some time for the knees to recover.
Sweet baby Jesus and the Holy virgin Mary was I tired last night. I guess the excitement of the weekend started to fade. To be honest by lunchtime yesterday I was struggling to keep my eyes open. Almost found myself dozing off in a meeting which included one of the big bosses……… not good.
Had CN last night who was in a very good mood. We all watched Charlotte’s web, but I made the LL sit and watch the stupid bit that makes you cry. So now she too has done that. Watched a bit off Telly and then off to bed, where I crashed and had a stupid dream about zombies attacking me. Actually it was like a movie and if there hadn’t been countless zombie movies I would write it down. Never the less I managed to talk to them as I was surrounded and they were about to ‘convert me’. Seems they could remember their pasts and the people they were……… weird huh.
Right time to put this post out of its misery and end it.
Pizza and coke.
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