Easter Morning snaps.
Forever going to be the household folder of washing as Ange has no idea and never will. How can you fold something and it not look folded?
first world problems…
On May the 19th I will be leaving my wonderful home. I am so scared we won’t find a home we love, or a house as big. I am already dreading the moment we have to pull down my bed, out of everything it is probably the biggest pain in the arse.
A few weeks ago was my favourite gay event of the year, Big Gay Day. Even though beforehand I had been in loads of pain and was seriously considering not going, the day came around and I was fine to go. The day was great fun, but toward the end my casts (which at the time were full plaster) had gotten the better of me and I was grumpy and sober and wanted bed.
Decided to start blogging again - or atleast till I go back to work. Week 4 into broken wrists, approximately 3 weeks left till casts are off and I cannot even wait.
My days so far have consisted alot of watching Keeping up with the Kardashians and online shopping - not even ashamed. I never thought I’d say it but I am so over being home!