Friday, 3 May 2013
Knackered.
Sometimes my wish to be home goes against my better judgement. I did a show in London last night and then drove home listening to my usual selection of radio plays to keep me awake. Got in at 3.20 this morning and my head hit the pillow at 3.30. Of course, being me, I was awake at 6 as usual. I'm good for nothing today - which is a shame as I have to go and do one of my old ladies gardens in a while. Wish me luck - I feel like death.
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Look after yourself. Francesca.
ReplyDeleteThe fresh air will help, the gardening will nourish your soul. Have a lovely weekend.
ReplyDeleteI sympathise! Hubby and I had one too many beers after shouting at Question Time last night and now I'm wasting my day off feeling bleagh!
ReplyDeleteLove the cat piccy though!
You will probably sleep really well tonight, that often happens after the kind of night you've had. When the cat picture came up, I was so happy to think a cat had joined you there - maybe someday, when job and travel do not interfere so much?!
ReplyDeletebut look how cute you look
ReplyDeleteOh dear, time for time management, like, wake, look at clock, curl back again, then wake up feeling like death, but you got the extra hours.
ReplyDeleteWhen you get out in the fresh air I bet you end up having a great weekend! Although I'll bet your sleep great tonight :)
ReplyDeleteShe is looking cute.
ReplyDeleteMamma Mia!