Back to the grindstone

Work went off without a hitch yesterday. Quite a few people are off with chesty coughs and head colds so I was just one of many to be missing on Tuesday. They were so glad to have staff numbers back up that they didn’t even consider that my absence might have been for less-than-genuine reasons.
I didn’t feel any better for having the day off.  Once my hangover wore off I felt a bit bored and miserable. I felt like going a bit mad and riding a bike around the house after covering the wheels in paint, but this isn’t our house so I couldn’t do that. In the end I spent almost twelve hours playing London 2012 Olympics on the Wii. Philippa came in from work to find me swearing at the screen after getting disqualified from the javelin. She made herself some tea, then went out and played badminton, then came back and had a shower, then came and sat beside me on the sofa. I hadn’t moved an inch…..

RC 8-11-12