So, my four days off hasn't started out how I wanted it to. I had planned to head on into Soho this afternoon to watch the England vs Argentina rugby match in Comptons. Unfortunately my lack of funds put pay to that (it is payday on Wednesday, my first day back at work, what good is that, eh?). So instead I watched the match in the solitude of the living room. It wasn't quite the atmosphere I was hoping for and even the cat abandoned me for the duration of the match. But we won, so that was something.
I worked out while working last night that it would be my last night shift for 44 days as I have, quite by chance, booked off the next 2 sets of night shifts. Result. At least I should be able to get back into a decent sleep routine for a while and who knows, I may even find a new job by then and never have to work nights again, EVER!! Wouldn't that be nice?
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