end of week blues

I actually meant to write this last night but was too exhausted when I finally got in.

You'd think being at the end of the week, nearly another weekend (hurrah) things would be...ok. Alas not.

My day began with a trip to the docotor's. After all that's happened with my toe and virus, I knew I'd put on weight. (And in fact was not as much as I'd thought, which is a blessing of sorts). I was not prepared to be told though that - for the first time ever, ever, ever - my blood pressure is slightly up. Due to stress. Which she attributed to work (me having explained that we've been a bit stretched so been working later than usual). Her suggestion? Relax more.

I then left the doctor's to discover that torrential rain had started. I got wet going to my car, and then once I'd parked at home, walking to the bus stop to go to the train station. Ick.

The train was slightly delayed (but this didn't annoy me as much as usual, but rather the woman talking VERY LOUDLY on her phone in the mobile-free zone did). But at least it had stopped raining when I got to Waterloo. Until I got off the bus to go to work. Ick.

And then my day got a little worse, but for reasons I can't say just yet. Just sniff, sniff.

Finished at 7.30 - earlier than the previous day at least - and had to go back to the stoke and straight out for a friend's leaving do.

Icky day overall. Roll on next week.