Bring in the dog and put out the cat

First day back at work since the last day.... which was.... 31st December.

I was exhausted. Completely and utterly exhausted.

This getting up before midday nearly did me in.

Lovely Mo had bought some new mugs for "Us Downstairs". I got to choose from Miss Naughty or Miss Chatterbox. I said it mattered not a jot, because both were completely opposite from me. And everyone laughed. Pft.

My Boss got "Mr Grumpy" ha ha ha ha S got Mr Messy (So true), and P got Mr Happy... to which he went Bah!

I got to 5.15 and thought , oh my, I can pack up and start going home, and then I saw an email, and realised I had forgotten something, and so found new resolve and got my head down. I finally got home at 6.

So now I'm here, sitting, and I don't think I'll be moving unless it is to my bed.