Things are piling up again.
Nothing has changed at home so the whole process we went through was pointless. The house I tried to buy has finally disappeared off the internet but nothing I've seen matches it. I often wonder how far through the process things would be if everything had gone through. It's a big thing taking on a mortgage and as it might be the only house I ever buy, I want it to be right.
I don't see anyone, don't really go anywhere. Friends "forget" to reply and I'm always the one checking in on them. I've stopped that now as messages work both ways.
My bedroom looks like a bombsite, things everywhere. It's organised chaos, with everything I should have done now piling up to extreme levels. I'm trying to do things as they come up. The jobs that only take a couple of minutes, I try do as many as I can but now its the bigger things. Faced with the prospect of having all of 2024 photos to sort out, I've realised I've got 6months worth of 2023s to organise on my external harddrive.
To top it off, I've had to take a sick day as came down with the stomach bug that's making its way around work.