Friday, 25 March 2016

Sunday will come

I hate that feeling of emerging from sleep in the middle of the night and being hit by the memories of the things that are worrying you, that will have to be dealt with when you're awake.
I have a relaxing bath scheduled for later. Will have to figure what else I need to do to shake off the weight of the world.

Work done, and even managed to finally get some of that rubble to the tip, I knew it would be busy as its that kind of a day. Queueing to get in.

At my girly's behest tea was pitta and hummus, perfect avocado, beetroot and salady bits. I sometimes forget just how much I enjoy that kind of meal. There's a vanilla custard slice for afters too :-)

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