Light at the end of the tunnel

I am really pleased with myself today. I walked to the bottom of the Brae and after work I walked up to Clerk Street to buy a 100 birthday card for a first cousin once removed. 100 not out, amazing.

As I get older ( but nowhere near 100 yet) I find that the short, dark days affect me more and more. I just want to sleep, and eat of course.

But it's early February and it's light well before 8 and still light as I walked up the road at 5.30.

And I got a lot done at work too. Even mastered our online accounts system.

Now on to Tuesday.