Aaaaaaaand relax

I was intending to come into work yesterday, even though it was a bank holiday but in the end decided against it. The amount of work I did last week (work out with work that is) and over the weekend left me feeling like I’d just gone 10 rounds with Tyson. Although, I did still have both my ears intact.

So, you would think that since I wasn’t being paid for the day (contractor and all that) that I would find something productive to do with the time. Maybe some DIY. Possibly a bike ride. Perhaps even penning a novel or painting a masterpiece. But in fact I did nothing. I know this may come as a shock to many of you, but I really think I did nothing.

In fact, I don’t believe I even left the flat. Didn’t so much as open the door. Oooh yes. It was a lazy Monday, and it was good. Kinda makes we want to go back to being an unemployed bum.

Unfortunately it made the coming into work today all the harder. Still, only 188 working hours left in this place.