I know I've said it before...

I am exhausted. But this time I think it's reasonable. Even more reasonable.Let's start with Monday. Monday was okay. I was more assertive, I had my own patients... but I did something which was potentially silly that I have no desire to go into here at least. It left me feeling a bit crap, really. Anyway, I got home - tired as I was having stayed up too late the night before - and then; well; yeah, I got home.

I got home and I flew through the house, grabbed shopping bags, managed to get my shopping in for a far more reasonable 20 quid, got petrol in the car (organisation, see) and was all ready when I got home - being as for once I wasn't exhausted - to write the damn 2000 word essay.

( It wasn't going to be that way. )