Glass

A better day than I've had for a while. I was getting into a bit of a rut with something so I gave myself a talking to today, thought about how I probably looked to others and did something about it.

No, I didn't resign.

Although I'm still waiting to hear about my interview, the interviewer has been sick for two weeks, I'm not holding out much hope as I don't think I did that well so I also spoke to my boss (who is terminally useless at his job but an ok person) and said we needed to come up with a better plan. He doesn't disagree. 

Himself is on the management support rota for the ongoing IT issues all over the weekend, every day except tomorrow. As long as he doesn't get too stressed and remembers to switch off when he's not on the rota I don't really mind, we didn't have any big plans, and I have lots to catch up on in the garden, house and allotment. If my jaw is up to it I may even go for a run but it's only been a week so I should probably let the bone graft heal a bit more.

There was gin in the glass.