Might get worse before it's better

Still fatigued here on Saturday morning. A wave to those in London. I admit I'd almost forgotten things were happening over there. On Thursday I got some more things done I'd had hanging over me, like informing the Tax Office of name change. Turns out nobody else wanted to talk to them first thing in the AM so I was done in minutes.

Then a chat to HBF but that got bewildering. I thought it would be better to talk to someone in person but it wasn't; I had trouble with the officer's accent and I'm sure she piled things on to my quote that I wouldn't have chosen online so I said ah, I think I'll consider this some more. Then I left some of my documents sitting on her desk and got maybe another half a klick of exercise retracing steps. Sigh. Never did catch up on the sleep from then till now.

I'm giving Fergus soy formula and Raffertys baby food in an effort to bulk him up. Usually these are for the elderly or a special treat. The steroids have kicked in, I can tell that much, but they may or may not help depending on what's the matter. Which, since he's a rat, can't be identified. Gah.

Too tired to go anywhere today. Sorry, WABA folks.