I'm back at work today, with only some 9 hours of sleep separating work from holiday. Though things seem to be reasonably quiet here, with (in another office, people are killing the two or so remaining days by watching DVDs; they had Sleepy Hollow on when I stepped in).
The lady from the real estate office came by today for the annual flat inspection. It seems to have gone well; she paid no attention to the posters illegally Blu-Takked to the walls. (She's new to that office, having transferred from Essendon, where, apparently, people are less laid-back.)
Time to go down to my PO box and see if the stuff I mailed back to myself from Sydney and Byron Bay has come in yet.
It probably has something to do with the dye they put into it; there is another brand which is green.
I suspect that the reason comes down to the natural colour of the undyed substance being some unmarketably unappealing shade of grey or something like that.