Phurry Phriday

A productive day at the controls, writing a good bit more of my paper that I'd actually wanted to get finished, and which I didn't, on account of another migraine in the middle of the day, the latter of which I spent somewhere between mentally energised thanks to the micro-dose of caffeine in the headache meds, and mentally full of cotton wool and fog thanks to postdrome.  In the end I logged off and went to bed, and listened to a bit of a new audio book.  Meanwhile my big blue boy P hid himself under the bed which was catching the evening sunshine.

I wasn't for heading out on two wheels after that, so instead made tea of leftover pie and spent the late evening catching up with lovely bestie until we both just about fell asleep.