August unhappiness

Today has been a tough day.
Either I've had a weird onset of serious hay fever or I've gone down with the cold that everybody else at work had last week. (And please God, don't let it be that.)
My legs have been aching anytime I've walked more than ten steps and my face feels like someone has hit it with a hammer AND filled it with cement. I think it might be the extra stress brought about by this ridiculous sojourn Southwards that I have to take on Sunday.
I've been simultaneously trying to deal with day-to-day problems as they surface and plan for a week of firefighting down in Devon.  We're in the height of Summer season, the place is packed, everyone who left today has been moaning about the fact that the weather turned better just as they headed home - as if it's completely my fault! - and we seem to be missing members of staff in every department.  At one point today I was tempted to just chuck it all in and jump in the sea.
At least the England women won at the World Cup this morning so everyone was in a good mood!

RC 12-8-23