Categories: life
Date: 09 April 2011 08:51:20
My brain seems to be well and truly scattered at the moment, along with possessions, (all retrieved now).
I am in desperate need of the twelve days holiday, but I do not finish work until 20th April. Which is a long, long, long time away. OK, it's not. It's 8 working days, but in what feels like a monumentally long term that should have finished by now, 8 days is a long, long, long time.
Still, washing is about to go on the line for the first time this year, there are no urgent chores to be done, the necessary ones have been done, (apart from a little light shopping) and All Is Basically Well.