One of those mornings.
Next off to Tescos where damp dour folk with no motor skills OR manners careen around the aisles. Finally get home and unpack the bloody car only to find I've forgotten to buy cat litter so I'll have to go back bloody out in a while. I had an entirely different post almost done about that seven year old girl who died from neglect only I deleted it by mistake and I can't find the folder with my tax receipts.
And it's day two of a month long hooch free spell. Oh and no sleeping tablets neither. Off them too. I'll probably snap clean in two my the end of the week.
Grotty mornings, I'm against them.
On the other hand I now firmly believe things could have been a whole lot worse...
Labels: Sleep is over-rated he laughed.