Thursday. Slept well. Too well. Penny did her usual 8pm to 6am and I slept in slightly, but I recovered well and was only just late for work.
I wasn't very good on MW3 last night, so that's all I'm going to mention.
I should have stayed in bed though, as I had a bitch of a day. It's been a traumatic week and I've been busier than I'd've liked. But still, it's nearly Christmas, so mustn't grumble. Melissa, last night, made me retrieve the Christmas decorations from the loft. I did. She's currently partway through assembling the tree. We've taken a break to feed and bathe Penny.
We also got our first Christmas card today, from New Zealand, which was very nice. Penny got hers too, also from New Zealand. Thanks uncle Dave and Aunty Jen.
This evening I'm going to look after Penny while Melissa decorates the tree. It's not that I'm being a grinch, it's just that I'm not allowed near the bastard tree at any point. The cats are allowed closer.
Once the tree is up and my opinion is sought but ultimately ignored I'm going to try some MW3 again. And maybe even have a wee dram of Scotch. It's been a really hard week. Photos tomorrow. Of the tree. Not the Scotch.
Friday tomorrow. What wonders will it hold?
See you then!
**NB This posted before the Wednesday entry, so we're a little out of sequence.
