Woke up nice and early to beat the commuter rush to Manchester and found the cold that had been threatening to take hold was well and truly here. In a sort of achy limbs, snotty nosed grumpy way. Had a nice hot bath, did exercise and even had a nice breakfast. None of this would break the green funk that had descended upon my head.
So I decided to troll into work and have an easy day of it. Which I managed to do. Felt accomplished for it, since it would have been pointless staying at home to mope. However the green was still with me. Talked to Rach who showed 0 sympathy, because she is currently doing nights. Resigned myself to felling crap for the rest of the week. Even the curry I made myself was green…..
Then after tea and a cup of coffee it suddenly vanished. I spent the rest of the evening catching up with people, playing on-line games and laughing uncontrollably to myself.