ever hopeful

he'd love to go for a long rompy walk - but it's raining and he hates rain. So, instead, he sits on the doorstep and looks at the rain, looks at me, looks at the rain....

It's a good news/bad news kind of day - I've finally proofread/translated our annual report - one more report to finish tomorrow and I'm free til the 15th of August. I can hardly believe it! I haven't had a holiday since....ooooh, a year ago! My terrible earache (on-going saga) went through an explosive phase at work this morning, it was very messy and grim but seems to have kicked it in the direction of getting better. And an appointment (not for me, I was the supporting act) at the breast cancer clinic this afternoon ended in "not as bad news as we feared" which is an odd mixture of bad news (operation and chemo necessary) and good news (early stages, not spread anywhere else). Relief all round.

I need....an early night......after a large whisky.....

one more day to go, one more day in sorrow, one more day on the old (work) bench and I'll be home tomorrow! - did you use to sing that on the last day of school?