The Last Day

I have been off work since Christmas and I have to return tomorrow. I am seriously on the verge of a massive throw myself on the floor and cry depression. Now do not start with the 'you are lucky to have a job' stuff, my mother's voice is already doing that in my head. But Iwant to whine. I do not want to be the one that has to get up and do it everyday. But I also want to eat everyday and keep my roof, so I will drag my now 10 pound heavy butt to work tomorrow. Maybe there will be a stop for a lottery ticket on the way - what can it hurt?