What an odd night. I put myself to bed at 5.30pm. CJ was a bit confused at first but I convinced him to come read me bedtime stories for a change which he seemed happy with.

Sure enough, I didn’t sleep much as it was too early, but at least I was resting. I did however wake from a doze at 8.30pm and realised I didn’t have a blip, so this is it.

Why in bed so early? I’m on the night shift for the ‘big migration’ at work.