The final working day of the year.
Due to my three trips away, each involving at least one 16 hour day on each, or working all or part of Sunday, I am owed three days in lieu.
Due to the amount of work and getting reports out, I have not had the chance to take them, so I will take them this week.
All I had to do was get through Monday.
Yes, four meetings, two of which I would have to crack the whip due to inactivity. Then travel expenses. And wish dozens of folks Merry Christmas.
It would be a long day.
And the weather would be in the mid-teens and not really getting much cooler in the evenings.
Jools went to work at twenty past six, and I make a coffee and begin work.
Updating databases over and over again, even if there was no new information, the data got updated, so in the exif file, it will look like I did something.
I did do something.
I updated the file.
As soon as work started, the "decline" messages from those who HAD to attend my meetings came in. One appologies because of a family emergency, at least he had the decency to write a reason.
By two, there is me and the travel expenses.
The car hire in place in town, whom I chased for an invoice from my trip to France in October, instead sent me one from February.
No bloody use at all.
I do what I can, set my out of office message and close the laptop down.
Its Christmas.
Though doesn't feel like it.
Nor do I feel like going to the gym, and I know I should, but Tuesday I am due to go our exploring, and need my back to be as pain-free as I can, so I bail.
Jools still goes to Aquafit, good on her. I feel guilty.
But I do chores. Clean the cooker, and do the washing up among other things. And put the pizzas in the oven for when she comes home so we can eat, drink and be tired.
There was football. Ended 1-1, and two Prem teams sacked their manager.
Plus la change.
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