Weary...

Last night, the wind continued to rattle the main stair door, and my letterbox, well past a reasonable hour. Nature must be really pissed at something. Or someone.
As a result, I slept badly. A lack of inspiration during the day means you have to put up with my ugly mug. I hope some of the weariness I feel just now shows.
It's nearly the weekend and I will, hopefully, be able to spend some time with my partner. I've not seen her all week and the bed is awfully big without her sharing it with me.