January 15th

Hangovers: 1
Size of headache: unbelievable
Wonderfulness of Jack: too big to count

Ugh. Feel awful. Took until late in afternoon until could finally drag self out of bed. Luckily, wonderful Jack and love-of-life was here to take care of me, bringing me painkillers (very necessary, even for new Lieutenant Colonels) and soothing beverages. Apparently, Jack was also responsible for carrying me upstairs to bed when passed out in hallway when got home last night. Wonderfulness of Jack is also compounded by choosing a Friday for date of promotion ceremony. Almost as if he knew that would get, ahem, slightly tipsy afterwards.

Eugh, cannot write more now. Must sleep some more.

January 22nd

Intact thumbs: 1 (ouch)
Lost shoes: 1
Misplaced mission reports: 1

Am having rubbish day of appallingly bad luck. Started this morning, when was cutting bread for toast for breakfast. Managed to not quite be paying attention, and jumped when doorbell rang, causing v. sharp bread knife to move at speed into left thumb. Ouch. Is v. annoying (and painful), especially so because had decided to sharpen aforementioned knife last night. Oh, the irony.

Finally found first aid kit at back of cupboard after bleeding for ten minutes all over previously clean kitchen floor. Who would have guessed that thumbs have so much blood in them? Managed to bandage thumb (just about) with other hand, then tried to clean up kitchen floor as best as could manage. Then realised that was now going to be late for work.

Couldn't find left shoe, so in the end had to opt for pair of sandals instead. Is annoying, because shoes with no toe in are v. impractical for work in the airforce, let alone going off world to other planets, but could not find any other intact pairs of shoes/boots other than high heels, which would have been even worse.

Finally got to work half hour late, and in only piece of good luck today was not seen by anyone turning up in such a tardy fashion. Hurrah.

Could not find mission report for planet that was supposed to be giving briefing on at midday, so had to make up some reasons (partly from memory and partly from imagination) as to why SG-1 were being sent to follow-up on visit to planet by SG-5. Was not entirely successful, as could not actually remember name of the planet, but think that mostly got away with it; either that or good friends Daniel and Teal'c thought it best not to upset self any further when was clear that was having bad day.

Also managed to stub toe on door when leaving briefing room. Hate open-toed shoes with a passion.

Eventually got to see Janet after briefing. Friend was appalled, both at state of finger and at own attempt at first aid. Pah. Am v. good first aider. Just is difficult to do with one hand when am in excruciating pain.

Janet persuaded Jack that SG-1 could not go off world until own hand had healed. Feel slightly put out, but am also glad that she made it sound v. bad, because now can get Jack to wait on self 'hand and foot' as it were, until am completely healed. Also, might have found other boot by then.

January 24th

Lost boots recovered: 0 (bad)
Thumbs healed: nearly 1
Mission reports for mystery planet located: 0 (damn)

Still have not found missing boot. Is rubbish. Will send Jack looking for it later.

Thumb is nearly recovered, meaning that off-world excursion has been rescheduled for January 26th. Cannot wait to get off world and baby-sit Daniel whilst he negotiates with the locals. Really.

Do need to find mission report before the 26th, because is more-than-slightly important that know where am going and why am there before leaving Earth. Hmph, will have to look later whilst Jack is looking for boot.

January 25th

Boots found: 1 (love Jack)
Mission reports found: 1 (hurrah)
Cures for world hunger found: 0 (well you can't have everything)

Success! Am having wonderful day of finding things.

Finally got around to asking Jack to look for missing boot this morning. Love Jack, for finding it. Am v. curious as to how it got onto top of wardrobe when had found other boot by mirror on other side of room. Never mind, at least renegade boot has now been found, and can safely traverse to other planets with fear or stubbed toes or sexist remarks instigated by wearing sandals with open toes.

On subject of going off-world, have also found mission report. Had slipped behind desk, which is why had not found it previously in huge rush to get to work (and pain of thumb). Now know that planet is called 'Thacura' and SG-1 is going there so that Daniel can try and get them to part with some naquadah, which they seem to think is fairly useless because they don't know how to turn it into anything useful. Biggest challenge will be not getting overly excited at what SG-5 described as 'considerable' quantities of naquadah just lieing around on rubbish heaps.

Rang Daniel and Teal'c to fill them in on details of the mission, but found that they already knew, but didn't think to call and tell me. Hmph.

Author's Note: Hope you're enjoying it. Sam is going off-world in the next chapter. If you want to know what happens, you know what to do; read and review!