When yesterday I looked with a little dismay at the impact on the garden of all the scrub clearing, it was wisely pointed out to me that in order to make an omelette, you have to break some eggs. My girly has today said it's like we've dropped the box of eggs and it does feel a bit like that. Everywhere I look there is chaos. In searching for the hamster, we turned some rooms upside down that we are now trying to clear should we ever have to hamster hunt again. I've already made one run to the charity shop and we have other bags now lined up, and the black bin is already full.
This of course is all good stuff. Only today's main task was actually to go and buy school shoes...
... We did get shoes, and panels to keep the dog in. We've only managed to get one up so far (it was windy) and there is still so much to sort. But I'm sure progress had been made even if it's going to be a long time til omelettes can be served.
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