Work?!?!

I can't believe I still have to be at work. It's Christmas for heaven's sake! I have already moved into drinking-every-night mode, surely I should now be allowed to shift into drinking-with-breakfast mode? (Aforementioned breakfast consisting of mince pies and chocolate, obviously!)

I have done absolutely no work at all this week, and don't plan to do any either. The only good news is that I have negotiated a half day tomorrow (well, working from home in the afternoon, but we all know that means watching daytime telly), and we finish at 1pm on Friday. So I suppose technically I only have about 9 working hours left until Christmas.

AND tomorrow night sees the visit from DaddyCool and StepMummy, complete with dinner at the lovely sausage-and-mash pub down the road. Hurrah!

I am getting very overexcited about Christmas, considering I don't actually think it's a very good or worthwhile idea. I suppose really I'm more excited about the wedding anniversary, getting paid a week early, ten days free holiday, drinking lots, and spending times with lots of people I like. All good things at any time of year...