Singing along to Alanis’ Am Not the Doctor… I should go to bed. It’s late and I’m tired. I was going to stay at home and work tomorrow, but realise I have forgotten to sort out the possible course for one of my team for next week. We don’t actually have time for her to go, but it would be useful. In any case, I have to figure out whether to get her on it or not, and if not, when the next chance will be. If the next chance is aeons away I might just have to find some way to make time for her to go. Sigh. Responsibility. Who said I wanted responsibility? It certainly couldn’t have been me.
Oh, just ignore me, I’m tired and talking rubbish, besides, I am now trying to sing along with Shania Twain’s Any Man of Mine while typing.
I really should go to bed.