long day, short post

Here it is, 9.43 pm and I can hardly type.
Long day, long week.
Thursday- day off (someone was supposed to go to Book Club, but didn't know where that was, so went home to drink wine and watch Shortland Street instead.)
Friday - day off (committee meeting/screaming arguments, with no wine and someone thinking I am on too many committees)

Now the Cat is walking on my laptop and suggesting it is bed time.
Purr, purr, purr.
Bloody good idea, I says.
More later.
I promise.