Note to self: Mustn't Grumble
I've worked LOTS of overtime the last week-and-a-bit, and although I'm going to get lots of spondoolies for it (spondoolies! hee!), I'm thoroughly sick of looking at my PC, then at a printed sheet, then back to my PC, then back to the printed sheet because I've forgotten the thing I was supposed to remember, then back to the PC again. I've got a lovely new house, and a lovely new suite (whee!) that I can't properly enjoy because by the time I trudge into the house all I want to do is eat, have a bath and clamber into my bed (ahhh, bed....).
But I'm consoling myself that it's only temporary and I will soon be able to skip home at a normal hour to my pretty new house where the sounds of food cooking and bath running abound. I'm sure the squint I've developed will disappear of it's own accord, in time, and I'll be able to post regularly, in a non-rambling, coherent fashion (umm, maybe not that last bit).