Monday, not the best start to the week; I got home from work to find the internet had died. Not the whole internet, just my internet. A tragedy, nonetheless.
Before that apocalyptic disaster, work had been, for the most part, quiet. I got a lift in, and met Melissa at (the) ASDA after work and was chauffeur driven home, where upon I cooked tea and amused Penny, and somewhere amongst all that, booked an appointment with Sky to have them come and check the phone line due to the shoddy internet.
Then, we ate tea, put Penny to bed, and I headed into Liverpool to meet Colin to watch Akira. It was good. I witnessed the aftermath of a drugs raid on Bold Street too. Lots of fun.
I drove home, at was midnight before I got into bed and within seconds it was 7am.
So, today, I was up early and without an internet to pootle on, left for work much earlier than usual. Work was alright. Debbie brought cakes. The weather was glorious, and Melissa and Penny went to the park with Emma and Harry for ice cream. Penny lurrrved her ice cream.
After work, Melissa met me with the pram (and Penny within it), and we walked home. I gave Penny her tea while Melissa nipped out, then, before long, Melissa's mum came to help me bath Penny and put her to bed. In the midst of this Melissa came home, and I sat down to write this (after phoning my mum and dad and making up a bottle for Penny).
Once Penny's in bed, Melissa and I will have tea, and then I will sit on the couch.
As you can tell, the internet is working again, though I'm not sure for how long. The line speed isn't what it should be, so I'm going to let BT turn up on Thursday morning and see if they can fix it.
See you tomorrow. Possibly.
