Late night

There are those that will tell you that 11pm is not at all late. Well, since I am poorly sick (I had to let Agent Grey go to the shops for me for sudafed) I feel that 11:30 is well past bed time. So with decongestants taken and some of the washing up done, it is time for me to retire. To the spare room as my ususal place of sleep is a) smelly (paint fumes) and b) freezing cold (window open to let out paint fumes).

Oh yeah, and more storage jars happened.