Absolutely knackered

Dear all,

Jon-ster is feeling particularly tired today, having woken up for the first time at half past midnight, and then only slept intermitently since.....not good. And I usually sleep so deeply and well down at P's courtesy of his much better mattress! Mine, I shall have to replace it soon, and to be fair - it was actually P's in the first place.

So, now I'm home, still no insurance check though I rang them up and apparently it was chased today....equity star do not offer a fast service, it appears, though can't say enough good things about Carole Nash.....and I've arranged a financial planning meeting and I've rung to have my old GS bike taken away to the scrapheap. Ay me! About bloody time I did it, though of course it is going to mean sacrificing my little parking space - and the weeds that have sprung up under the wheels will get flattened down by merciless car tyres once again.

Re-writing my CV and for a chemist-type position it's looking pretty good! Doesn't bode too well if I want to switch to something else, though....those of you readers working in recruitment and HR, please tell me any tips you have :D Though I've already conned a friend from theatre here to help me out on that front.

I'm flitting between tasks at the moment, though, so I think I'm going to take a moment to stop, breathe, and concentrate on one thing.