The fizz has gone...

Another one in the Monday Morning Blues series.
Except that after having spent the weekend with two adrenaline-charged Santophiles and a teething clingy drooler, I actually sauntered back to work this morning.
This half finished pint of flat flat beer sums up perfectly the average December Monday morning.
Or was it beer? The colour is just that bit on the suspicious side of dark for Heineken. I refrained from investigating further.

My sense of self-preservation tells me that I am forgetting something important. Can't quite put my finger on it though...