Monday

It was one of those days yesterday, a start to the first full week back to work. Never good.

It got to that time of day when I had to decide if I was going out or not, I had pretty much convinced myself to stay home, then I changed my mind with help of a friend who reminded that I was going to meant to be mote Helen this year.

And so I went dancing. It actually turned out a good night, and I was home too late, but I was shattered.

This was when I got back home.

Done