…. and this Robin seems almost as alarmed about it as I’m currently feeling. I promised myself that this year I’d keep everything relaxed and low-key, but I’m at the stage where everything I cross off the top of my to-do list is replaced by two or three new items arriving on the bottom, and the state of calm to which I’m aspiring seems utterly unattainable.
And – breathe….
All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.
By New Year, if not before.
