I'm not having very good day today. Had a shouting match with Keith this morning (which is almost unheard of!), made it up on the way to work, worked far too bloomin hard, nearly started another fight after work and now feeling cross and fed up. Lucky for Keith he has woken up and is taking me to the pub otherwise I would have been sulking all evening.
On the plus side, I have stuck to my points again and have 3 left for a large glass of red. So slainte - I'm off to th'pub.
Weigh-in tomorrow morning.