BACK TO...

... worrying about house stuff, because we haven't heard anything, from anyone, about anything at all today. I know. It's ridiculous. I just about manage to get through the weekend without tearing my hair out, but as soon as Monday comes round I expect things to move forward, and yet, I should know from bitter experience during the past five months, that they never do. So, I've done all my chores, been to Morpeth, made some healthy snack things that I found a recipe for on facebook and are essentially just mini quiche without the pastry, and now I find I have nothing else to do for the rest of the day. I am hating all this inactivity and yet I can't turn my mind to doing anything about it because I'm so wrapped up in what may or may not happen with our move. I swear, it's been one of the worst experiences we've had in years. And, sadly, it's not over yet.