Dosing Penny up on Calpol and filling her belly with formula was a good idea last night. Slept from 8pm until 6:30am. Excellent.
I lovely cold walk walk into work followed by yet another busy day meant that Wednesday flew by. I was happy that Melissa chose to go to (the) ASDA without me, before picking me up from work, and also pleased that she hadn't spent too much on Christmas shite. This evening, however, we've reached the agreed date and time. I will be retrieving the decorations from the loft. If I leave it late enough she might even have to wait until tomorrow evening to put them up. I hope so.
We got home and Melissa cooked tea while I fed Penny and watched an alright documentary about the great escape. The actual one that happened, not the traditional Christmas fodder film. Tea eaten, Penny did a tactical shit, allowing me to watch a portion of the documentary in relative peace and quiet.
Then I got the Christmas tree out the loft, and played some MW3.
This should have been posted on Wednesday, but it wasn't. Linda at work pointed this out to me, so many thanks to her.
