24 hours with trip...

11:30pm wednesday. get off the phone.
get distracted by youtube videos of Megan Washington
sleep for about 3 and a half hours.
wake to the alarm at 4:45am.
start work at 6am.
have a perfectly lovely, if a little weird, day at work.
be tired enough to read "it's just me. hold on." as "just hold me."
head home and strip the bed. be aware the cat is doing his usual psychotic reaction to the sheets being changed.
stop making the bed between stripping and re-sheeting.
take a phone call.
get attacked by the cat. 2 major scratches, three lesser scratches, half an arm of small scratches and punctures.
yes the cat is still nuttz, even when medicated..
run out of time for a nap...
grab a slice of garlic bread and a choc croissant for dinner... at 6pm.
choir rehearsal. again good, but odd.
almost fall asleep at choir whilst scratching the back of the guy next to me.
go to work for a hot choc after choir with the gang.
end up working for a few mins coz we are a big group and it's really helpful to have an extra set of hands.
when leaving the cafe, miss he last step and fall to your knees, skinning the heels of both hands whilst ur at it...
drive home, listening to more Washington.

i am exhausted, it's now 12:20.
i will wake up sore tomorrow...

that is all.