We’re officially in the new house!

The last few weeks have been completely crazy. The day after we picked up the keys (i.e. the day after I shared my last blog post) we started decorating the new house, and we spent the next two weeks working our arses off.

I’ve never been so tired in my life. I was working 7 and a half hours a day at my job, and then going home just to work even harder, painting the new house and packing up the old one. My entire body ached, and as I didn’t have time to work out, my hip pain became unbearable. This resulted in a trip to the doctors to get some stronger painkillers.

Let’s me take you back to last weekend, which I have to say was one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time.

We woke up to beautiful weather on Saturday morning, so Tyrone and I decided to tackle the garden. The lawn needed mowing and the flower beds needed de-weeding. Just picture me in a playsuit, wellies and gardening gloves. Attractive.

But despite the heat and a few massive spiders hiding under the barbecue and in the shed, we survived.

My last Weekend Blog post was titled “A tough couple of weeks“. I feel the need to extend this to “A tough month”.

Let me take you back to last week. I went back to work on the Tuesday, after being off on Bank Holiday Monday, and by lunch time I was back at home. I don’t know what happened. I felt so overwhelmed with sadness that I couldn’t stop crying at work. I wasn’t getting any work done in the mood I was in, so I ended up going home and taking the rest of the week off.