done

8:30pm, not long home. Another full day.

This time, mine started with an unexpected lie in, then the train to work. Progress on a few fronts at work then a dash for a bus to Mr Bathgate's night-before-30 party.

Was a lot of fun and a nice antidote to a tired day all round.

I think all three of us feel like the weeWeir is demonstrating here. Yes, it's she who doesn't get online much.

Sometimes we need to stop and lie on a beanbag. But not tonight. There's a bed to be climbed into (once I've updated my CV a little...)

It's good to be alive. But rest is definitely part of living.

PS - she's not actually asleep, but simply pretending. Which is cute.