I’m rubbish.

I’m sorry I’ve not been in contact but bloody hell I’m busy. Time is flashing by faster than you can say “zoom” and I’m struggling to get anything done.

I’m tired, knackered in fact, and sod me my back is killing me. Is it age? Probably. Is it from carting my lazy son around? Most definitely. I know the main cause is shifting boxes and furniture around. Still. Moving house is a biggie. I’ve done it enough times to know but this time was different as there is now 3 of us. And the smallest person of all has the most crap. It was nothing like the first time I moved to Hitchin and I managed to fit all my worldly belongings in a yellow Mini. Yep this time it took a bloody big removal van; 2 burly (ish) men and several, several journeys in a Golf and Astra.

And there is work. Not something that has been hugely pressing since returning to last year but now both jobs have ramped up and I can safely say I’m earning my salary. Yep I work 2 jobs over 5 days a week. I know that’s less than I did way back when but I was younger and DEFINITELY more energetic back then.

So the long and short of it is….I’m sorry to all my friends, family, FB friends, twitter followers and blog readers, I’m sorry for neglecting you. I’ll be a nicer person when I get time to sit again. To sit and drink a cuppa and blog without an unpacked box staring at me menacingly. Promise.

Thanks for reading

Mummy over and out



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