You know, it’s early.
At least, it’s early, for me. Basically … ?
I’m covering a co-worker, who’s off on holiday, and who usually starts at 9.
So, as you can imagine, I’m feeling — loosely — like death warmed over.
What’s more … ? Like death, warmed over, on an especially nippy morning in August, with near enough completely overcast skies.
Oy, Veh … !
Personally … ?
I’m thinking I’m going to need a LOT of caffeine, to get myself going … !
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