I still feel bad for having time off, even though I'm genuinely feeling sick, and when there are always others in any job that seem to take more time off supposedly sick than time they actually spend working. Guess I'm just a good egg.
Anyway it was quite a nice weekend, despite trying to ward off the cold that I have inevitably failed to do so. Had a curry Friday night, plain rice; lots of veg in an attempt to stay at least remotely healthy.
Saturday I spent doing jobs I needed to do for the main part, with some new GTA thrown in occasionally for good measure. Anything to avoid doing actual work.
I sorted out my wardrobes, something I've been meaning to do for a while. My so far successful weight loss means that a lot of my clothes are now way too big. It seemed presump…