Tired

Hound woke me up at 5am today. In fairness, she was obviously dying for a shit, because she belted out of the back door when I opened it, and copped a squat pretty much immediately.

Needless to say, I’m a) knackered, b) grouchy and c) not really with it.

Hopefully by the time I get home I’ll be slightly more awake, as I’ve got some work to do for another client.