Moving

Pete moved to Liverpool with his brother today. I didn't help, mainly because I've been a bit ill with the cold from hell, which has gotten me a bit of a chest infection and terminal earache, so I wouldn't have been much use anyway. That, and one of his mates let him down so there wasn't enough room in the car.
I was intending to go back to work tomorrow, but when I rang the boss to tell him so this morning, he said no, take the day off. Who am I to argue with the boss. I am going back monday tho, I can't afford to take too much time off work, sick pay only goes so far.
I applied for a couple of jobs on thursday. I don't hold out much hope, but if I keep filling out the forms I might get somewhere. Thats about it really. I'm a bit down at the moment, but thats probably being ill and on anti biotics.