Tired, Oh So Tired

I probably shouldn't post, because I am so tired. I will probably make a mistake or say something I do not really wish to share with the world.

But hey ho!


I was working today. It was the third shift of seven, in a row. Even God had a rest after six days...


Anyway. The estate agent is coming tomorrow. That is us hopefully getting the house on the market, at last. Time is slipping away from us, and pretty soon it will be time to head off to the wonderful land of Oz. So the house must be sold. Many of our "things" must be sold, or given away, or disposed of.

It really brings to home for me how much rubbish we spend our life collecting, and how irrelevant it all is.


So yes, not long in from work. I have been on my hands and knees scrubbing the toilet (if you know me at all you will know I must mean business). I have done some weeding (in the dark), and made sure dog poop in the garden is at it's minimum. We have moved furniture around, and the other half is still working away in the kitchen.


I have heard of people buying and selling property recently, seemingly unaffected by this recession we here so much about. I hope I too can remain oblivious to the effects of this financial despair.


We will just have to sit back, cross our fingers, and wait and see. Tomorrow I will have a better idea of where we stand, once the estate agent has been.


Okay, time to get the dogs organised for the night, and then off to bed, before tomorrow comes, and we start all over again. Goodnight people xx