You know, one of those days when your bones feel like cement, your head is full of bees and you just want to veg out staring at the TV, drink tea, gossip and soak in a hot tub?
Yeah, well today is my day.
For dreaming about lavish girly things, I mean.
The reality is me spending another day doing carpentry work in the smelly barn under thick grey wet skies between rounds to various hardware and farming supply shops.
Poking my eye out with a fork sounds more appealing right now.
/end of Ranties post/