I now have a few days off and I'm so glad. Work hasn't been a bit christmassy this year, despite what one of my colleagues said in the telegraph. The atmosphere has been very subdued due to an unforseen tragedy and the recent loss of a colleague. Decided to stay up all day yesterday after my night shift. I would normally go to bed for 3 or 4 hours then get up at lunchtime, but I always end up feeling very hungover for the rest of the afternoon, so I thought I would try to stay up and just have an early night. What a mistake that was. I went into town in the morning and took the dog out. By lunchtime I was starting to feel very nauseas. I ended up having a couple of hours kip in the afternoon. When I got up I managed a shower and that was it, I spent all evening sleeping on the sofa, then got up and went to bed. I think I will just go back to my old routine of sleeping in the morning, although I feel tired all afternoon, at least I can muster the energy to go and visit my nephew and niece, clean up and go out with Sparky. I've had to put this in my journal just in case I have this bright idea again. It will remind me how bloody rotten I felt when I did try to stay up.