My lovely nails are torn, my flabby bits have turned to muscle, my feet are developing blisters, I have paper cuts from goodness knows where, I’ve not stopped sneezing since I returned home and I am so exhausted my eyes have sunk deep into my skull.
And we have 4 more days (thankfully scattered throughout September) of this move to do before all is complete.
Bloggie friends I am pooped.
I’ve got a lot of catching up with y’all but first sleep, sleep perchance to snore!
Charlie says: I’m already one step ahead of you, lady! But I will leave the snoring to you.
Have a titter ye not Thursday everyone!