Life at the moment feels like I’m waiting for a kettle to boil and we all know the saying about watched pots.
I’m sure we’ve all been there when you’re waiting for a holiday or big event and time seems to stop! It’s now feeling like the clock is going backwards let alone stopped. The more time I sit waiting the more I worry that we’re biting off more than we can chew. After all we are quite soft and used to our creature comforts and at least one of us is rather over weight.
But, because there’s always a but! Things are moving (just too slowly) in the right direction. Stuart has begun what should be the final tinker (not that I or anyone else will believe that), he has now decided that heated gloves are the way forward. Should I be worried that he wants to go Canada in Winter?