It’s hard to believe only three days ago I was lying in a pool of my own blood and ick (Twice. Note to self: don’t fall asleep lying on your wounds) and now I feel more or less completely fine! Hurrah for keyhole surgery and for excellent timing that means that although I’ve been signed off work for two weeks, I can’t go back until the 10th of January anyway! Plus no need to go out into all that pretty white, but annoying stuff that currently dumping itself down outside.
I'm going to finally finish watching Lost, encourage my new found obsession with The Vampire Diaries and do creative things. Yay!