Thursday. Thank the Lord.
Penny slept well last night, once we'd got her back to sleep at about 11pm. She woke at about 5:55am and I put her dummy back in, but she didn't go back to sleep and Melissa ended up giving her a bottle.
I dozed until 7:15am, got up, showered and walked to work. It was freezing cold, and there was ice everywhere, and I did't once feel like I was going to fall over. New shoes win.
Work was hectic today. I've almost finished the shit I was working on yesterday, but found myself lumbered with loads of other shitty little things. Still, Friday tomorrow, so mustn't grumble.
Melissa picked me up from work and we went to (the) ASDA for some stuff, chicken, mainly. And a melon. I also picked up some final bits and pieces to furnish our newly finished bathroom. We now just need the bath panel cutting to size and fitting (Mel's dad) and the toilet roll holder fitting (my dad).
I cooked a mean chicken stir fry for tea, and we're in the process of bathing Penny a little earlier than usual, as we have guests coming round this evening.
She's been mostly well behaved today (Penny, not Melissa), but she had a kick off before, probably because she was tired. She's taken to not drinking all her bottle, anticipating something more solid. Porridge, mushed up veg or fruit, kebabs. It looks at the moment like she's weaning herself. But it might just be her teeth.
Friday tomorrow. See you then!
