A Monday. I had foolishly banked on a lift from Ellen this morning. It was not forthcoming and so I risked life and limb on the unanticipated icy walk to work.
I kept my cool, and didn't slip over. It's going well this year. So far no slip ups, as it were.
Work was alright, though a little slow. Monday, innit.
Melissa and Penny came to pick me up after work, then we went home. Penny had her tea in front of Toy Story 2, and the fucking Snowman again, while I cooked mine and Melissa's tea, then Melissa showered and went to work and me and Penny played catch until she got bored.
She shit in the bath, and then to add insult to injury, while I was drying her, she pee'd on her changing mat. Next, she refused to go to sleep (although, fingers crossed I think she's nodded off now).
I have dishes to do, and then I'm going to read a book or something. I might try for an earlyish night, but at this juncture I'm not willing to commit to anything.
See you tomorrow!
