Wish it was Sunday, because then I wouldn't be going to work in the morning! Excellent!
Anyways, Mondays are always a bit manic. Too busy for words, and a pile of paper which just seems to grow and grow.
Husband still away, missing him like mad. Am pathetic creature. I was sitting at lunchtime really sad because he wasn't around to talk to. Then I thought, I don't talk to him while I'm at work anyways.