I seem to be a day behind my life, not quite sure how that came about.
Last day of my holiday, and I was determined to Get Stuff Done. So I frittered away most of the morning trying to get to grips with paperwork, and being interrupted at regular intervals by small children. Sigh. Tim worked outside sorting out the drive (and has made an excellent job of it) and I’m not sure what I got through.
So in the afternoon I decided to actually make a difference, and I managed to pack up another three boxes of books. They didn’t make it to storage (it isn’t open very long on a Sunday) but they are packed and ready to go. And I cleared another shelf of my books from downstairs, and moved some more children’s books upstairs, and made Small very happy when I found another Spiderman book for him. (He likes the picture 🙂 .)
This made me much happier and I don’t remember the evening particularly, but it can’t have been too bad.
Today I went to work. And then I came home again. Very little had changed, but I did manage to take a good packed lunch, so that was nice.
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