The. Week. From. Hell.
This week I moved house, wrote 130 reports, marked 85 pieces of coursework, taught my lessons, spent several hours at the vets with my cat Daisy, who contracted conjunctivitis within just 18 hours of being in the new property and have done all this while still feeling quite ill. I’m exhausted. The Bloke has taken the week off and has rushed between the two houses to finish everything off and he’s done an amazing job. I don’t think that I could have got through the week without him. He looks exhausted too, bless him.
While I was initially upset to leave the old house, our new house is warmer and cosier and I have found that I have started to settle in quite quickly. The landlord seems nice too, which is certainly a bonus. I’m still angry that we have had to go through this, but I’m trying to view it from the idea that things happen for a reason.
However, I’m grateful that I have made it to the end of the week relatively unscathed and I have a lovely three days ahead of me where I am not required to do anything other than unpack boxes, go round and see our lovely neighbours from the old house and catch up with the blogging world. I’ve missed it so much! I’m worry for not replying to any of the comments you have left but I have read every one of them and I’m extremely grateful for your support.
I hope you’re all doing well…
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