The day everyone dreads - back to work after holidays. 

I was armed with energy and headphones (it won't last) and in at a decent hour; I had a defecit of time to whittle away at. Logged in (amazingly I hadn't forgotten my passwords) and was greeted by 18 e mails - something of a records - a far cry from 177 of summer. 5 of the 18 were bike shop offer ones.  

There was little of note happened; chummed her for coffee, had a walk out to the bank and supermarket at lunchtime, and only really wilted after 5.

I left at 6, homewards to laundry and dishes. And lasagne she pressed into my hand earlier. The first evening on my own for some time. I enjoyed the peace. (Between phone calls)