Tuesday Blues

I woke up this morning with a very sore throat, a headache and a slightly runny nose! Where did I catch this bug from? I've been out in the fresh air most of this weekend. Anyway, drove into work with a heavy heart as I know it's going to be very quiet this week and therefore the time will drag. All the major bosses are on leave this week, as are many other staff, and the students are still away so the place is like a ghost ship. My boss has left me a pile of stuff but I can probably knock through it in about a day and then I'll be scratching around thinning out files i.e. the dregs that normally don't get done frequently enough and therefore build up for occasions such as this.

Carol, my opposite number at work, has booked the day off tomorrow so I will be on my own in our suite of offices tomorrow - I really enjoy that sometimes when I have lots of catching up to do but when it's quiet it's hell having no-one to chat to. I can see I'll be roaming the building looking for signs of life within other departments.

I didn't leave on time tonight as a colleague wanted to chat about another job she has been offered - she doesn't really want to leave here but with all the upheavel and uncertainty here at the moment, and with no signs of the pay ever improving, she is sort of feeling she has too (her other offer pays quite a few thousand more so I totally understand why she is considering it). Real shame as she is one of the people I like best here.

I made the mistake of driving home along the A34, forgetting that there would be some late Easter bank holiday returners, so got into a very long queue. By the time I got home I was feeling as they say, dog rough, so sloped off to bed and sent Peter a text in case he came home and, not spotting me in my usual place on the sofa, wondered if the earth had stopped turning (creature of habit me!). Peter came up and noshed his tea with me in bed and then I just watched a bit of telly and was asleep by 8 O'clock.

During the evening I sort of got hooked into a programme about plans to mine the moon for something called helium 3 which apparently could solve the earth's energy crisis. The problem is that both the Americans and the Russians are reckoning to be able to do this by 2020 but no one actually 'owns' the moon so you can guess what the next war will be about then! All the way through the programme I was thinking, well we've wrecked our own planet and now we going to try and wreck the moon too - is there no end to man's destructiveness!

http://www.bbc.co.uk/sn/tvradio/programmes/horizon/broadband/tx/moonsale/tips/

This cold has come at exactly the wrong time as we are off to see Ricky Gervais tomorrow night and possibly out with Denise and Brian the following night so I would like to be feeling my usual self. I am determined to fight it though - there is no way I am missing out on the stuff we have planned for this week.