I may have mentioned this before, but November. Gah! Dragging myself to work and back through the wind and the rain in the dark is a tremendous effort. No amount of sleep is enough. Taking a shower is beginning to seem like an unnecessary chore. I mostly eat things that need no preparing. I try to wear clothes that don’t have to be ironed. The only reason I’m even writing this is my foolish honour – having committed to this NaBloPoMo madness I can’t quit now. Quantity over quality it is then. A post a day, even if it is just to say that I’ve had enough. No more. Wake me up in April (with possibly a feeding break at Christmas). Thank you.