Working shifts makes it hard to remember things like weekends, public holidays and post- and ante meridiems. You can only tell if those thing occur by two things: the number of people around when you venture, eventually, outside of your house (more on weekends, fewer on weekdays), and, your wages (more if you just worked one, less if you didn't). It would be bizarre to go back to only having those two days off every week. And the inevitable moaning Sunday night as Monday morning looms large and spoil-sport-ery in the near future. But enough talk. Today we co-incide again and Monday moaning looms for me too. I love my alarm clock and its passive-aggressive honesty. I have just set it and it has let me know that the alarm is set for five hours and fourteen minutes from now. And there is food prep, showering, bedtime coffee and reading still to happen. I leave you. Hope you had a fabulous weekend!
Who wore it better? I got linky today at: