Tired

I'm tired. Very tired. And also slightly lethargic. When I tilt my head forward I get a headache. So I don't tilt my head forward. Must be the last remnants of the cold I had at the weekend. Itself brought on by the freezingness of a cold, snowy, slippy New Year's Eve, outside when I should have been inside, in a baked potato queue when I should have been in bed. It really was bally cold. I didn't even want a frickin' potato. Bad friend - you know who you are!

A Lemsip before bed tonight. Sleep 'til morning, then wake and do it all again. Apart from the Lemsip - I only have one left.