I have been in bed for a week.

Well not really. If I had I wouldn't feel this tired now.

I should have been in bed, but I went to work. Cos my co-worker has been on holiday and if I didn't go in nothing would get done.

Took Monday off though. Had to. Got almost all the way in before collapsing on a wall virtually in tears. And let me tell you. Treehuggers are not a crying breed. Exhaustion. So I went home and went to bed.

Since then it's been work - home - fall asleep on sofa - eat tea - fall asleep on sofa again - go to bed. Lather, rinse, repeat.

I hope I feel better soon. Going to bed now (am in bed already - just waiting for Donal to update and thought I'd fill you in on the long silence while he did).

So much for "It's on it's way out now"