Mopey Mope of Mopeness

So we had a long weekend, which meant Monday was no work day!

On Friday night I went over to my neighbour's place, had a braai, drank far too much wine (haven't stopped the booze just yet) and slept very late on Saturday. Finally dragged my butt out of bed and mosied into town to buy some food.
Sunday I was up at 5:30am to catch a river cruise down the Zambezi river. It was great fun until we hit a sandbank. Then it got boring. I hitched a ride back to town with teh speedboat that came to rescue us. i then met up with some friends and got home around 1am.
Yesterday I vegged. ate far too much, reinvented potato bake and caught up on some tv.

And today, well, today i'm back to missing him. its a bad day for me and i'm not very busy with work to distract me.
It sucks when you wake up and the only thing you want to do consists of eating cereal and watching Life on Mars but instead you have to drag yourself out to clients and deal with whining and moaning.
it's been 4 weeks exactly (according to my calendar) since he passed away. Friday will be one month since his heart stopped.

i think i'm going to go get a chocolate and then finish the OtterFerret fic.