Monday morning

Good morning,

Well I had a troubled night, nightmares, sad dreams that JM kept trying to come back into my life and I couldn't let her and I didn't know why, because in my dream I had no memory of the horrors of what has happened, just sadness, and there was a funeral.

I woke at 2am and the cat was making a noise, and I went to the loo, felt sad, and slept again, I was hot and restless and uncomfortable. I need to adjust the pillows and support my head better.

I woke feeling grumpy, the linens look like they were never ironed and the cat doesn't care, he is installed on the bed and he hasn't been ironed either.

I am not doing much this morning, I feel low and achy and generally crap. I have eaten and showered and made the bed and tidied around.

I am working this afternoon.

The DWP sent me another gobbledegook letter.

It is a grey cloudy day, time to say 'Monday! Blah!'.