What is it about Mondays? TA and I were like naughty kids last night staying up long past our bedtime and putting off the inevitable end of the weekend for as long as possible. I'm so tired today.
Tomorrow is International Women's Day it is also my birthday - a coincidence that has always pleased me. Perhaps the offer we have made on the flat we saw on Saturday will be accepted, perhaps this time we'll get past first base. What a nice present that would be.