A&E

Today started bright an early at 7.30am with a trip to A&E.

Poor little boyfriend snapped his wrist in two places at football on Saturday so needed to go get it pieced back together today, after it had some time to de-swell. Then it was a case of busting up Old Dalkeith Rd. to work for a few hours before going to fetch back my brave wee soldier at lunch time. Then back to the flat then back to work then - at 6pm, being the 3rd last car in the car park - to Sainsburys to do the recycling then to dad's to drop off the car then home.

E x h a u s t e d.

Now I need to read over a report I wrote at work and then, I believe, I will collapse.