By TrishaR

Still warm

This is us on our way home from the gang’s house. Plenty stripping of walls in the bedroom but it’s the dreaded woodchip with gloss paint over it:(

Hard going. Just like work today after being wakened by the thunder at 330, like the roof was going to break up. Breagha was barking her head off so she was brought upstairs with us, started off at foot of bed but then she was allowed in the bed to settle her. Managed some sleep but not much.

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