Bearing in mind how busy
yesterday had been I didn't really sleep at all well. I was wide
awake from 4am, and gave up trying to sleep shortly after 5am. I came
downstairs and pootled on-line for a little. Not much had happened
overnight.
And so to work. Last
night as I left from Steve and Sarah's I'd had to scrape ice off of
my car. I was expecting to have to do the same this morning, but the
temperature must have risen overnight. The car was thankfully
ice-free.
As I drove I put the
radio on. There was a load of drivel about the various problems
facing British farmers. It could possibly have been interesting. But
it didn't grip my attention so I turned it off and squalled along to
my music instead.
Being a geo-calendar day
I needed to hunt down a geocache at some point today, and being on a
rather long shift I thought I might as well get my find earlier
rather than later. So I took a rather long-winded drive up to
Hastingleigh where someone had magnetised a little container to a
road sign. That kept me constructively occupied for two minutes. I've
not got any more geo-calendar days for two weeks, and have now only
got twenty-seven more days in total to fill on that geo-calendar.
Mind you twelve are on days I'm at work. And there are fewer and
fewer targets between home and work.
I then drove on to
Morrisons. As I drove I lost count of the amount of birds that nearly
(but not quite) splattered themselves on my windscreen. The
entire avian population of Kent seemed to have a death wish this
morning. Once at Morrisons I got my shopping, and the whole
experience passed off rather uneventfully for once.
I got to work and did my
thing for twelve and a half hours. The "nights and weekends"
cycle of my working pattern does give me a *lot* of time off,
but when I work the shifts are rather long. Todays seemed especially
so. I ached for much of the day. Presumably that was an after-effect
of yesterday's efforts in the garden with the fence.
I also spent quite a bit
of the day looking out of the window at the rain. There's no denying
that I don't mind working at the weekends half so much when it is
raining. Mind you I did have a minor sulk because not finishing work
until gone 8pm meant I would be missing out on a party this evening
that a lot of friends would be attending.
I came home to find "er
indoors TM" missing (as usual) and
my little dog too tired to move. Presumably he's had a good walk
today? He didn't want to go out his evening, and that suited me.
A quick bit of tea, bed,
and another twelve and a half hour shift tomorrow...
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