Sunday is known as the day of rest. That is pretty much how today went. I was going to be on nights again in the evening, and as it was the end of the weekend, I was anticipating a reasonably busy night, as I thought I had better get as much sleep as possible.
It was so pleasant to sleep in my own bed again, with the knowledge that I didn't have to get up early, and didn't need to do anything until about 4 in the afternoon, when I was going to take my life in my own hands again, and head down south for my 2 night shifts.
Anyway, after waking at 6 (again, I guess that there won't be a lie in), I thought I might as well get up early, and head to the early church service, instead of waiting until the usual 10:30 service. If you remember this is how I ended up being introduced to Sally the Landlady.
Anyway, after church, the pastor – who recognised me – asked about how I was going at the house of Sally. I didn't fill him in on the whole crazy situation, but said that I'd gotten my own place because Jane, Daisy, and Annaliese are coming out to join me soon.
After that, it was home until I needed to go to work. Nothing really to report.
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