busy...ish day

For a Sunday anyway, especially one where I haven't made it to bed til 4am that morning. And by bed I mean my sofa. Misha stole my bed feeling rather poorly after being poisoned. I got up to check she was alive most hours til about nine then fell asleep til half eleven. Then I got up and cleaned the trail of destruction (tinsel, cider, clothes, glasses, bottles) and hoovered. Then got washed and dressed and woke Misha, took her home and went into town and did the last of my Christmas shopping (I hope. Almost last anyway.) Then I went to my mum and dads to see them and my gran before she went to my aunties, then I came home and wrapped presents.

I don't know where the alcohol went. We both drank the same number of drinks, but Misha got so ill and I was ok. She was drinking red wine though and u stuck to vodka.