Is It Only Monday...?

I went out for dinner with Lolly tonight. It was lovely to see her, as always, but it was also handy to be out of the house for the evening. I'm still not sure quite where I stand with Big Sis and didn't much fancy the prospect of feeling uncomfortable in my own home if I was still somehow the enemy. Last night I fell asleep watching Monk on my laptop at about 8.00pm. It was only meant to be a nap,but I didn't wake until it was nearly midnight, so it turned into my kip for the night. I haven't seen Big Sis since Saturday night.

Work was busy as usual today. Flame Grilled wasn't in, so it felt a little bit more relaxed, even though he is very laid back as it is. I got on with the new requests I had,finished up most of the outstanding ones and added all the ones I have completed since I started to the log sheet, which I have kept forgetting to do. I was definitely not feeling quite better, but at the moment, being at work would be preferable to being at home, which says a lot. I felt snuffly all day and was glad I bought the box of man-size tissues (no, not the size of a man, as the name would suggest) for my desk on my way to work. By 5.00pm, I was feeling pretty drained and wasn't sure I would be good company for Lolly, but was looking forward to seeing her.

We went to our usual place for drinks, then on to our other usual place for pasta and meatballs. We did our usual combination of serious conversation, random madness, hilarity, made-up words and amusing hand gestures. I got home at about 11.00pm, which probably was a bit later than I should have done, seeing as I am still not feeling quite well. That said, I didn't go to bed immediately, as I should have done, but took a while to wind down and fell asleep watching CSI some time after midnight. I am a creature of habit.