Wherein ‘days off’ translate as ‘weekend’.

• Drove for over six hours. Including four crossings at Dartford (extra fun when the Blackwall tunnel is closed) and a total of around 350 miles.
• Hit IKEA. Yay, more playing with power tools in my immediate future.
• Went to a wedding of someone from uni. My first actual secular wedding, in fact. It’s a bit weird, if I’m honest, but all went well.
• Ate heartily.
• Avoided drinking, for reasons connected to the first point.
• Craved, nay begged for, nay wept for the lack of, sleep.

And now, I’m up at gawd-awful o’clock for work purposes. Le suck.