I get what you're both saying, and in my case it's six of one and half a dozen of the other. We've got so much going on here atm that every week seems to be flying by so time goes quickly, but when I'm in each day it seems interminable because everything is just such an effort now. I was sitting out in the front garden having a cuppa this morning and looking mournfully at my plants. They looked so sad and neglected. I think they're just going to have to get used to fending for themselves for a while. I really can't be arsed with them.
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