Day off yesterday, wanted to do so much, but in the end ended up doing nothing at all.
This black mood has really got me in it's grips now. Got up yesterday at half eight, fed the cat, had a cup of tea and my normal breakfast (two Anadin Extra), checked my emails and stuff, got some toast and put the telly on whilst I ate to watch the news.
The postman woke me up at 1pm when he knocked the door.
So, with exception to going to Boots for some of my chest tablets after the wife got back home, I didn't do anything.
And, as I'm back on days today starting in just over an hour, that's two days I've wasted then.
Always tomorrow I suppose.
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