4am is a time of day I don’t often experience and after this morning I know why. Note to self: When agreeing to take people to the airport make sure they have their travel times worked out.
Following the drop at the local airport I ventured into work for some overtime. Being at work on a Saturday isn’t most people’s idea of a weekend, but at 5:30am it was hardly the place I wanted to be either. Logging a few jobs I spent the rest of my day feeling shattered, even the odd snooze failed to restore my normal cognitive functions. At least the ironing got done. Tomorrow I can have some extra sleep and take it easy.