
Thursday, September 13, 2007
I was looking for a job...

Tired.
Woken up at 6.40 by X. Daddy! Daddy! he shouts. He wants downstairs to watch Toy Story. (He's graduated from Cars, thankfully, popped on Monsters Inc for a while, and now it's Toy Story 1 &2). 6.40am. He grunts. I lift the blanket. He crawls up, and lies next to me in bed. We cuddle and fall back asleep together.
Very tired now. Busy week. Plenty of work and plenty of meetings and plenty of interviews. Simply ran out of energy last night and could barely function. I was meant to book a holiday and do some job applications but couldn't do it. Looking for a job is a job in itself.