Returned home from work at 2.30 am this morning. The work was particularly hard during the evening and my usual complaint of sore legs and feet from pounding up and down on the concrete prevailed. The hours seemed to drag by with the repetitious and demanding activity. As I work in a large open (no walls) shed the cold of the evening (2 degrees celcius) seeped through my jumper and work coat. I just couldn't warm up even though the work I was doing was strenuous.
Anyway home I arrived to a pleasant hour of a 1965 circa movie on television about a small boy who steals an exotic (didn't catch it's name) small animal from an English zoo and his attempts at concealing it from his aunt. I would like to know how it ended but sleep overcame me within the hour. I awoke at 8am, then 10am, then 11am. I am off to work again in 2 hours.
I hope tonight is easier...
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