Quick update

Am not dead. Recovered, went back to work. Discovered that on the first day I was ill, when Kevin phoned in sick for me (since I was sleeping), everyone assumed I was "pulling a sickie" since the message was relayed by my boyfriend. Interesting logic there.

Shock at having to get up once again at clearly insane hour of 6:30. Mitigated though, by joy of discovering that we as civil servants get an extra day's holiday this weekend in celebration of the Queen's official birthday. Yay Her Majesty.

Damn. Still need to choose another book to read. This is very difficult - should get myself, I don't know, a list of books bought but as yet unread. Sounds useful; could help.

Slowly adjusting to five-day working weeks again by working three days this week and three days next week. (Must ease in gently; haven't worked for five consecutive days since... heaven knows. April, certainly.)

Tired. Need sleep.