Life sapping

Wednesdays’ blood donation was postponed to Thursday, meaning I rode the ole’ bike to work on Wednesday morning. Well, rode for the most part, as I had to swim the last 100 yards or so. And I thought Tuesday was wet.

I am normal by the way. And it’s official. I am apparently in the control group for some test the The Scottish National Blood Transfusion Service people are doing. And a control group is the normal lot, so there. Anyhow, a quick visit there followed by a curry to stock on up whatever they took out of me. Mmm.

And back to work on Friday. Gah! While the blood people take your blood, work does something even worse and removes all motivation from you, leaving you a babbling idiot (yes, that IS a change) who sits there counting down the seconds till you can run out the door like a school kid evacuating the school on the last day before the holidays.