It's about 1am. And long after my bedtime, but it has been an amazing day. Jackie has got a new job and is so excited. I kind-of am for her - I'll miss her terribly at work, but she will be so much happier away from the Uni. She's been here too long.
And the last place I worked at has just had a major re-structure, and Emily is ecstatic at the changes. The bully who made her life a veritable misery for over 2 years has been made redundant.
On the down-side, Skeeta is now in full season, and the males are just insufferable. And poor old Rani has something wrong with his back. I wish Tony had taken appropriate notice of it and gone to the vet, but he is still suffering awfully with depression, and he just can't think through that much stuff.
OK. I am incredibly tired. So I'm off to bed.
