Hideous morning, that resulted in me returning home 3 times to collect things I had forgotten at work [too much on my mind maybe?] and culminated in me splitting my pants and showing my new moon to everyone in St Kilda. My finest hour? "Onwards" I said, channeling Margaret Whitlam.
The day improved marginally but it was filled with last minute run around tasks which will not be finished till tomorrow morning then the renovation will be begin in earnest.
I will be reading up on a ritual to do to help the renovation go smoothly, more on that tomorrow!
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