Friday

Gosh, I’m tired.

I know that that is probably the most overused recurrent opening sentence on my various blogs over the years, but it happens to be true, particularly at this time of year. I got in from work on Wednesday evening after a slow drive back through the evening traffic, walked the dog and sat down on the sofa and promptly fell asleep for an hour. I think my body must be trying to tell me something.

Work has been fun this week. I’ve been working on a project for submitting tax forms data online and I’ve now added the pensions notification form. I was thinking about the easiest way to code the process when it struck me that I could re-use existing form and data objects just by passing a parameter for the form type and then switching off functionality as appropriate – just one of the benefits of using an object orientated language. The only problem was that this insight struck me at five o’clock in the morning. I can haz work life balance ishoos nao pls?

On Wednesday I had occasion to visit the post office to send a small packet to the home of the brave and the land of the free. Note to self – I’m not doing nano any more, so there is no need for convoluted methods of artificially increasing my word count - the contraction USA would probably suffice in the previous sentence.

Anyhoo, when did those places become so busy? Is this a result of all of the local sub post offices being closed down by evil Gordon Browns, I asked myself rhetorically? The queue was very nearly out of the door and moving very slowly. I stood in line for ten minutes until somebody told me that if I just wanted to post something rather than applying for a passport or paying car tax or whatever, there was another queue that I could use with only a handful of people in it. Hurrah!

The only problem was that the person in front of me was a proverbial little old lady who was sending Christmas cards and present to the four corners of the earth, each of which required a different customs declaration or postage sticker, and then she wanted sixty second class stamps as well. Finally, she wanted to pay by credit card but the till wouldn’t accept her card because the system had crashed. The lady on the counter helpfully said that she could still sell her a lottery ticket instead. Insert ironic smiley here.

Well, that was most of my lunchtime gone by the time I finally got to the front of the queue and paid for my postage with cold, hard cash. Lovely.

What else? Absolutely zero to report on the gaming front, although I’m aiming for a session on Fable 2 on Sunday and I’m also considering paying a visit to my Animal Crossing town to see exactly how weed infested it has become since I last looked in. I’ve probably got a whole load of interest on my post office savings account as well, unless the credit crunch has hit there as well and the interest rate has been cut. We shall see.