I watched Spider-Man. I was a mess though. Went to bed at 10pm slurring answers to The Million Pound Drop that Melissa had on in the background.
Woke up at about 5am and was unable to get back to sleep due to the sugary sweet cider coursing through my veins. Melissa was up at 7:30 for work, so I got up too. I pottered round the house, mopped and cleaned the kitchen and showered. Melissa came home at 1pm and we headed into Standish or somewhere to look at bathrooms. Then we went to Aintree to do the same and had an ice cream from the ice cream van, and got some cat litter.
Came home and filled the windscreen wiper fluid up as we used it all washing bugs off the windscreen.
The HD channels on Sky have gone shitty so I phoned sky and bitched at them for a bit, and they're sending out an engineer on Wednesday to fix it. After that I went to get Chinese food for tea. We watched Grey's Anatomy while we ate and we're settling down for Britain's Got Talent in a few minutes.
After that... Who knows. No doubt my lovely wife will go up to bed, so maybe I'll watch Spider-Man 2. It might be too late for that though. I don't know.
Here's the picture of the cake I promised from yesterday:
