Why does one week fly past quicker than another, when each second measures the same length? That's a question I'll never find the answer to no matter how much time I devote to it. Here I am Sunday morning at the apartment. Nothing more on my mind than how lovely it will be to sit here and stare out of the window when I've moved in. At the moment then every day is packed with decision making, my 'to do' list doesn't get any shorter but I'm making progress. Brian, the very nice man from the Red Cross Shop, came and picked up half the contents of my garage today, woo hoo! There is still a lot to be done, but I have the time. I know I have, inbetween juggling, working and sleeping! x
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