So, being very tired and all, you’d think I’d take the chance of a quiet night and head to bed early.
But no, not me. Quiet night, yes, but sitting up reading and listening to music until 1am does not equate to an early night. Consequently, the effort required to drag myself from under EvilDuvet II this morning was almost beyond my means. At least it was until a workman outside yelled “can’t you read the f***ing sign, you f***ing idiot?” at the top of his lungs at some poor unsuspecting motorist.
I also sneezed so hard this morning that my lungs felt like they were going to be blasted out. As a result, my chest and throat is now very sore.