sessifet | Creaky productivity.

Got up this morning with every joint in my body screaming at me that, hey, had we noticed it rained overnight? Because it rained overnight and I might not have notidced this, so they thought it needed to be announced loudly. I grumped my way into clothes, grumped my way downstairs, grumped coffee in a mug and, once I sat down, waited for my painkillers to kick in. Since then, I applied for two jobs (one being a Dutch customer support role in Gloucester), collected all relevant bits and bobs to send to my mum, got snuggled by Jazz and kind of tidied my bedroom. I need to go out shortly to replace my co-codamol and to get some sour cream for the quesadillas I'll be making with the leftover roast chicken.

So, even on a moderately bad day I seem to be reasonably productive. Go me.