Arctic Monkeys.

You'll be pleased to hear that I'm finally getting my comeuppance for bragging about how hot it gets here. This week has been seriously cold. We've had arctic winds blown up from, well, Antarctica (as you probably guessed) and it's been a case of putting on as many layers of clothing as possible - followed swiftly by the gas heater. I've lost count of how many times I've been pleased that we moved the lounge room into the front of the house, and that the sole gas outlet means that we can sit there in comfort and warmth.

I didn't post yesterday because I wasn't at work. I was off sick as I woke up with my left eye scratchy and streaming. I don't know what caused it but it got quite inflamed and painful. In the end, I phoned in sick and spent the day doing.... well.... nothing really. When seeing's an issue, you can't really sit down at a computer or watch television for prolonged periods. It got bearable by around 3pm and I was able to entertain myself a bit but believe me; prior to that it was seriously dull!

So today was my first day back at work. I know I was only gone for a day but this is my busiest time of the year and, sod's law, yesterday was one of those days where 200 things became urgent all at once. That said, I got through today and got everything done - in style and in a composed manner too I may add! The funniest thing was that although I tell everyone that I don't like this time of year much, I have a sneaking suspicion that I might just enjoy it a little more than I let on. Certainly the sense of satisfaction that came when I walked out of work at 5pm today was palpable - and not just because I'd finished another day at the grindstone.

Tomorrow's Friday and then the weekend looms. I may have something to write about tomorrow or I may not. Guess it depends how busy I get between now and then.