Mildly annoyed at the need for financial realism

The one clear Thursday I've had in yonks, and I'd have liked to have indulged in my one sporting activity for the first time in quite some time tonight.... unfortunately there's so little fuel in the car that I can't justify it's use for basically triviality. Which I'm actually quite cross about. Oh well. I struggle on. Maybe Monday if the cash fairies are kind to me. This week has been incredibly austere, that's not to my taste. And tonight the club's really calling. Damn.

Also, didn't need the oversleeping "twenty minute from eyes open to being at the desk" maniac driving experience this morning. And I didn't need the two hour shift extension either. Nor did I need the knowledge that they're considering cancelling my weekend to deal with something, after seven days straight of early starts. And to add to that, a lot of really heavy duty uncertanty and discussion about the future of my service. I refuse to speculate, it could go good, it could go bad for the staff that is. What they're planning certainly needs doing; I just have to restrain my sceptisism that the modern government can organise a piss up in a brewery.... they've not managed it so far with any new monster they've yet created. I shall watch.

And I shall go to be early. That's sensible, as I've got an enforced night in, I might as well make the use of it.