End of my week

It’s been a funny week. That’s a good example right there. I know that it’s only Thursday but I worked on Sunday so it feels like Friday. Especially as I’m not at work again until Monday.

It’s been a week of long days with not much opportunity for “personal time”. There’s been the odd delicious moment or two but it’s been mainly a case of being supportive. And I don’t just mean my being supportive – I get at least as much as I give.

I need to finish the covering letter for my application but am too tired tonight. I’ll do it in the morning and have a bus ride out to work late tomorrow morning, hand the stuff in (after printing it off, of course!) and hang around to have lunch. Then it’s back to town for more words with my bank, shopping and housework. I’ve done very little housework in the last few days and need to blitz it again. Actually, I could do with an Au Pair, preferably one with nouse enough to buy sugar when it’s needed.

I had a few vivid images floating around in my brain today but try as I might I couldn’t get them to join together at all. I have them written down and we’ll see if they end up going anywhere.

So I’m off to bed and I don’t have to set my alarm for 5.45. I’ll still set it, just not for that early. Good night all!