Tired

P off work today as his cold is bad.

Last night in spite of being exhausted I couldn't sleep. Went round to pray with someone at church (as in usual church) this morning. We meet up every so often to pray together. I can't believe how much I moaned. Normally I try to be positive. I've got so much for which to be thankful, what am I moaning for? Just tired, I suppose. I am so tired. I've got to go and pick up J then go to family campfire with scouts if he's up to it and then go to church meeting.

Perhaps I'll have a sleep first.