Working late

Had to work late. Can't really complain as I started late. But spent the rest of day annotating images so that was work too. Sold a picture which was gratifying. Trying to write this whilst B is telling me about her day. I'm going hmhm yeh huhu. I'm not being rude; men can't multitask. There just isn't enough time to do all this stuff. I don't know why B doesn't get annoyed with me tho'.