A Flower for Friday

I'm not finding it easy getting back into the up at 6 routine.  It's just as well I have a lot of flexitime.

It was Friday.  Lots of phone calls.  Lots and lots of phone calls.  Still, I fixed problems and thoroughly enjoyed leaving work.  The reason? A colleague offered me a lift home.  I can understand the joy of going directly home, with none of the great unwashed to blight your journey.  So instead of it taking an hour to get home, it was more like 15 minutes.  Every once in a while, that feels like the best luxury ever.

I'm still never going to learn to drive though.