So… today was the day that pretty much everyone was back at work.
This time last year I was preparing a classroom for the job that I thought would last a couple of terms. I had a plan for today, two in fact, one if the plumber turned up and one if he didn’t.
I didn’t actually do either, though the plumber did in fact turn up.
Actually today I mostly slept. Cried a bit. Mostly though, just slept.
I’m not sure where my willpower went, just phlut I guess. Anyway, tomorrow Mish doing the bouncing thing. Again. Looked at some job websites earlier, honestly wonder what’s the point when even if I can’t seem to keep it.
I sat down to do some writing, well editing actually, and just stared at the screen a while before calling Weasel. We watched Blue Murder at St Trinians and discussed old comedy, should have known he’d be a Round the Horn sort of bloke. Not heard any Beyond Our Ken though.
Funny thing, I can feel the swamp clutching me and I’m still walking and hating doing it. So, tomorrow, more walking.