On the nightshift

Okay, so it's cabin fever...! But why is it, that so few people do daylight hours? Is it really any wonder they're all so depressed??

I had a couple of hours out with another friend last night - missing and riding on buses, getting pissed off by hooray henrys who seemed to think they were in an Oxbridge cricket pavillion, not our favourite local pub, and getting rained on - that sort of thing. But it was better than sitting in alone - a LOT better...!

I toyed with the idea of arranging a day out to Peebles or somewhere - bus ride, lunch, walk by the river/poke round the shops, nice pub for a couple of hours, sort of thing. But the weather was awful, so I decided not. Another friend had suggested a mid-afternoon outing to a gallery by then anyway - which is a poor substitute, but a generous offer, nonetheless. Shame it'll be almost dark by the time we get there. But, once more, a LOT better than sitting home alone. And tomorrow, I shall take great delight in returning to work!!