Meh, Mondays
Its not been a great day, its not been a bad day, its just been a meh day. The weather was, for once, proper January weather - spattering rain, wind whipping around corners, doing its best to catch you off guard and sweep you off your feet (or failing that to blow up my new skirt), and neverending greyness.
Work was quiet, everyone keeping their heads down, getting on with things, thinking about the week ahead, the five, now four, days until the weekend to come, an occassional outburst of laughter as tales of the weekend just gone were exchanged over mid morning coffee breaks.
It seemed like everybody had one extra hot drink today, trying hard to fend off the winter closing in. Nobody stayed late today, a general feeling of not quite enough achieved but an acknowledgement that it wouldn’t be done now anyway, everyone heading home on time to curl up in the warmth of the sofa.
Tomorrow we get to start afreash again, to pretend like today never happened. But for now I’m going to wrap myself up in the cocoon of the flat with the windows and dors shut and curtains closed keeping out the cold and the wet and the January.
Apparently: today was the most depressing of the year
Reasons why: it really wasn’t
Bye!: Laurie