Oh woe is me

Well ok, actually only a tiny bit of woe but woe none the less, for today is the last day of my holiday, it's back to the hell heaven that is pre-Christmas in retail tomorrow for me. Yeah, I know sympathy will not abound, I have after all had the last ten (bar one) day off and I only work at the day job for three days anyway but still, right now I could happily have a small tantrum at the prospect.

Add to my return to work the departure of PG, who has to work away Friday though Sunday, which I don't relish either. I'm used to him working odd shifts and nights but this will be only the second time since we met that we have had to spend more than a day apart. Harrumph! Pathetic I know for a grown woman of forty something but I hate it....though in his absence there will be plenty of room in the bed for Tilly, who you never know, might not feel the need to wriggle and pounce all night long if she has so much space.

I'm not giving odds mind you!