This week sucked the actual life out of me. Tuesday, I left home at 5:05 and returned at 19:35. I did however get a 30 minute lunch break. Friday, I had a 10am meeting which finished at 15:20. We had two, we did have two ten minute comfort breaks, (they spoil us.) I was practically dead by the time I got home.
Saturday, I spent three hours in the box room de-cluttering, I swear I unearthed 100 coat hangers and at least 200 carrier bags. I took down the old curtains, I was going to wash them and use them as dust covers for when I decorate but Jan advised me to just... bin them, so I did, she has old duvet covers to use for that. Room looks much lighter by the way and really proud of my 'letting go' skills that have been painfully acquired over these de-cluttering years. Saturday was a toughie going through the jewellery box I had as a little girl and all of the remaining trinkets in there, each one a tiny, shiny memory.
Amongst the trinkets was a silver cross and bible hanging on a chain, inside the bible was a picture of Mum and a picture of me, I think it must have been my confirmation present from Mum. Going to clean that up and wear it.
Our virtual chat on Sunday morning was just what I needed, you know that I wasn't thinking of making the trip to see you for the foreseeable future but the Universe seems to be strongly pointing me towards my next trip and dropping hints like bombshells that it should be sooner than I anticipated, much sooner.
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