I continue to feel under the weather, which is I suppose a combination of the excesses of the weekend, the continuation of the bug, and general tiredness. I have that horrid feeling of wanting to hibernate. I think it's the season of goodwill to all beds for me. I manage to drag myself from my pit and get up and busy myself around the house. We are still playing catch up from the EC Washing mountain that built up during the Christmas Show week, and I doubt very much whether it will be cleared by the time Christmas actually arrives. I sound like a cheery soul today do I not? I suspect that another couple of days of not stressing will snap me out of it all. It is Mrs Plug's last Christmas Work day, so we look forward to her return, and the fact that it is now the holiday period officially. I have decided to try to think as little as possible about work for the next day or two, and to try to relax. Mrs Plug arrived home late but happy, and we watched the festive classic Rosemary's Baby until silly O Clock.
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