Finally got round this morning to filing some of the paperwork that's been building up in a corner for quite some time now. Big mistake - the building up that is. Looks like I should have paid this particular bill off some time back, and now it's swollen up a tad. And really annoyingly to about the amount of money that I just discovered has built up in one account that I was planning to use on the America trip next year. Sigh - looks like I might be working that Bank Holiday after all.
Apart from that, it's the normal round of being absolutely soaked waiting for a 15 minute late bus into work, a stand-in boss who's crap, several key people missing and wet mail jamming the machine. And it's Monday, the one day of the week with the extra working time built into my contract.
You'd think this would be helpful for writing angst, or doing nasty things to fictional characters, but I've been staring at a blinking cursor for half an hour. I think I'm going to go to bed, pull the covers over my head, and hope tomorrow is better.