Year-End Figures

Christmas is over and I’m back at work today. It’s a bit too cold and icy to bike, so I take the car to work. This takes a mere fifteen minutes rather than the usual one hour plus.

It’s nicely quiet at work, around half a dozen of us in but it’s well cold after being empty for four days. Even I turn my heat on.

L’s in work too, on her own. Her boss was put off joining her the moment she cough, cough, splutter, spluttered down the phone to him.

It’s so quiet at work I can take an extended lunch break to sort out my tax return. L also does her year-end figures e.g. weight, overdraft, alcohol units, books read...

My jaw hit the table at one of the numbers she quoted at me. 54 books! That’s more than one a week and more than I’ve probably read in my entire lifetime (slight exaggeration perhaps).

I swim after work, although I’m half convinced the pool won’t be open. L points out that I should have took my gym stuff, just in case but I haven’t. Unless they’ll let me workout in my speedos.

However the pool is open and it's so quiet. Even my Russian rival isn't there. If it was this quiet all the time I’d go every day. I meet L afterwards, whose been in the gym and I let her scrounge a lift home.

(Monday 29^th December)

Overweight Dog

Not much traffic today. I don’t think the schools are back until tomorrow. The teachers do like to start with a child free day don’t they.

After work I’m off to the vets with MD to be told that the little fatso has put on a lot of weight. Well over a kilo, although I miss-translate this to a stone when I text L to ask her to book him in at Slimming World. She says it’s purely muscle but it looks like a muffin top to me.

Then to dog training with the porky one, where we have a curtailed session because we have no lights at the moment, in fact we’re lucky to make it as far as 8:30.

(Monday 1^st September)